All my adult life, I have read articles about health, weight loss, exercise, changing your habits, and whatever else might apply to my health. Loads of those articles are written by people who have made significant changes in their lives, and nearly all of them started out pretty sure they would never be able to change.
They say ridiculous things like: “I just have a slice of sweet watermelon if I’m craving a piece of cake,” and “If I am craving something crunchy, instead of chips, I just eat a handful of baby carrots!”
Oh, I think when I was younger, I thought maybe those things would work. But, then I bought a bag of baby carrots…and they were nothing like chips. Not for one second or in any way at all were they like chips. They tasted like water…and left my fingers wet. You know what chips do? They taste like salt and fat…and they leave my fingers orange (because the two best chips ever are Doritos and Cheetos). Those carrots were pretty good dipped in ranch, but then I learned that for all the calories I was spending on ranch, I could just eat the chips!
I have also read this sentence just shy of one million times: “When I stopped eating refined sugar, my taste buds adjusted, and fruit was decadently sweet enough to satisfy my sugar cravings; I don’t even crave my evening bowl of ice cream anymore.”
While I believed them that drastically reducing their sugar intake would give their taste buds a break from the ever-present sweetness of sodas and candy and other sugary things – and make less sweet things taste sweeter, I just didn’t believe that they were being authentic about not craving ice cream. Rather, I thought they were being disciplined.
Well, here are the ridiculous and authentic things I have uttered this week, causing my daughter, Sage, to call me out as “one of those people who say those things.”
- Upon receiving the apple juice box that came with my hamburger happy meal, I said with delight, “Oh! This is going to be like drinking a soda!” When nearly all you drink is water (and unsweetened tea), apple juice is super sweet. It’s true. My taste buds will tell you it’s true. I’ll try not to tell you, though…unless you have clicked on this blog, then I’ll tell you because we are talking about this Whole 30 journey. But, if I’m at a fast food joint with you, I will not tell you that apple juice is just as good as soda. I promise.
- While I was doing paperwork and munching on pistachios, I said, “Geez. These are so good. These salt and pepper ones are like eating chips!” To which Sage said, “Liar.” And through my laughter, I said, “No really! You have to taste the salt and pepper ones!” And she said, “Mom. I believe you that they are good. I do not believe you that it’s like you are eating potato chips.” You, Gentle Reader, don’t have to believe me about how perfectly satisfying these particular pistachios are. Drive yourself to Costco and pick up a bag. The bag is huge – which is good because you will eat a lot of them. And you might think they are as good as chips!
- This afternoon, I stood at the kitchen counter, eating cherries and spitting the seeds into the compost bowl, and thought, “These are so delicious! They are sweet and perfect…and more addicting than candy.” I was only talking to myself. I was not being silly or even having a conversation with Sage. It was an authentic thought: these cherries are better than candy.
So, here’s the thing. Until you experience some things, they are only talk. Until you own them yourself, they lie beyond what you can imagine is true. That’s why it was so annoying to me when people said or wrote things like this.
Before I did Whole 30 – and the subsequent weeks of experimentation – I was absolutely sure I would be unable to quit sugar. (I’m not quitting sugar altogether, but that’s another conversation.) I couldn’t really even picture it. The first thing I did every morning was make a big mug of tea with a huge scoop of sweetened condensed milk in it. The first thing I did was give my tongue some (a lot of) sugar. And I did not stop refueling my sugar tank until I went to bed. So, hearing someone say that natural things like fruit can meet our physical need for sweet things…I guess it made me feel weak, like I was broken somehow, with no control over my sugar consumption.
So, I made lots of jokes about it.
But, in my gut I knew those jokes were stand-ins for courage.
And THAT’S what I think Whole 30 takes. Courage.
What if those people who annoyed me with their watermelon-instead-of-cake talk were actually bearing witness to something I needed to hear? What if even while I was rolling my eyes at them, my ears were hearing some things 48 and I would need down the road? What if those people I secretly (or not so secretly) judged as ridiculous were just being authentic in ways that would bring me courage someday down the line?
So, maybe the question is: How does one find the balance between being that preachy person who just sounds like she is bragging…and bearing witness to a new truth you didn’t know you had the courage to learn?
are four empty cans by the sink, headed to the recycle bin! Imagine what my body is doing right now – trying to process all this refined sugar after 40 days without any!
A SAMMICH!!!!!!
e, and it’s time to make it happen, I have to set the stage.
ry scrap of mail I have opened and said, “I’ll get to this later.” Well, it’s later, Jennifer. Here we go. I get some pens and a stapler and post-its.
I just got our work done today. Well, it’s not done, but it’s all sorted into tasks for tomorrow.
experiment. No gluten or any grains of any sort for 37 days should mean my system is clear of gluten, so we’ll see if I have any adverse effects to it. So far, so good. My stomach doesn’t hurt or anything.
Okay, so I’m still writing about food. Not sure how long I will keep this up, but I’m still learning how to cook while paying careful attention to ingredients and my health, so I guess I’ll just keep processing this information by writing it down here.
hwise, and pry it open just enough that you can fill it with goat cheese. When you press it closed, the cheese will just kind of act like glue to keep it in shape. Wrap that baby in a 3″ strip of bacon (with no sugar added) and cook for about 20 minutes at 400 – but watch them near the end. I burnt a batch of these once, and while the smell stayed in the house a few days, the very saddest part was certainly that after having put them together, none of them got to go in my mouth.
I also had some backfin crab to use up, so I decided to make 
with just the crab mixture kinds of mashed into a patty with no breading on it. Exactly none of those stayed together at all. So, what I got on my dinner plate was one cute little, slightly browned, and perfectly fine crab cake…and a pile of decadent crab mixture kind of fried in butter FOR THE WIN!!! It was so delicious. I have no idea how one might serve it to guests, but I have to figure it out because it was outrageous! (Maybe like fish taco night?!)
In these little moments, I guess I’m pretty grateful that dairy doesn’t seem to be a health thief – at least not yet.
t take any pictures yesterday of food or whatever. So, here’s a picture of my silly dogs for your viewing pleasure. Eleanor Rigby sometimes sleeps in ridiculous poses, and Roxy would like to be as close to me as possible – so, if I’m on the sofa on the other side of the gate, she’s up against that gate.
I had a slice of cheddar cheese. Just by itself. Because cheese.
eek yogurt, but Chobani has less sugar than most other yogurts, and I’ll just have a frozen tube of yogurt once a day this week. Also, the packaging is Wonder Woman’s logo, and I feel a lot like Wonder Woman lately, so…
y potato. I ate the whole thing and loved every bite. I brought a container of Nutpods creamer, so I could have a cup of hot tea, like I always do when I am at my mom’s. But, I usually have a giant scoop of sweetened condensed milk in my 
tea. The best part of all of it was sitting around with my family, chatting and enjoying each other’s company. My daughter had work that evening, so after I got home from my parents’ house, I waited for her to get home from work, and around 11:00 p.m., we had our favorite Whole 30 dessert: frozen pineapple chunks and orange juice blended into a smoothie.
