So, tell me, have you heard of this program?
If you have, put your hand up if you thought it looked totally crazy (my hand’s up).
Keep your hand up if you thought it looked totally crazy, but immediately knew it was something that would do you the world of good (hand’s still up).
Keep your hand up still if you thought you should do it, but immediately dismissed the idea because you knew it would be really hard (yep, still up).
Still keep it up if you dismissed the idea, but kept coming back to it, despite knowing how hard it would be (I’m still here!)
I know your arm’s probably aching by now, but keep it up if despite knowing how hard it would be, you reach a point where you feel so rotten, you know you have to do something, and Whole 30 starts to seem like a good idea.
That would be me last week.
I had allowed myself to fall back into terrible eating habits over the last few weeks, and reached a point where I had a nearly constant low-grade headache, I felt like I was moving through cement, and my head felt like it was filled with cotton wool. This is pretty much what my brain looked like:
I have had about zero mental clarity, and I’ve really noticed that my cognitive functioning has been affected. Whilst I’m sleeping better than I have in a long while (I’m down to waking up maybe only a couple of times in the night, rather than 6), I am constantly tired and feeling like I need a nap. I have no motivation, and whilst I’m supposed to be training for a 6.4km local fun run in December, I’m struggling to get moving.
On top of all that, my joints have been aching, which for me is bad news. Nearly 4 years ago I was diagnosed with Psoriatic Arthritis (related to Rheumatoid Arthritis), and it took until earlier last year to get under control with the correct medications, after a flare up of the disease that left me barely able to walk and took a few months to settle. During this time, I saw a naturopath, who diagnosed me with wheat intolerance (not gluten or yeast, just wheat), and after cutting out wheat from my diet, I felt so much better.
You would think it would be a no-brainer to never go back to eating anything wheat-related, wouldn’t you. And eating a completely ‘clean’ diet, because of the auto-immune disease I have. It may be a no-brainer, but I’ve really learnt just how powerful a hold food can have over you if you let it.
And I do.
Five years ago I had an accident at work and was left with a permanent lower back injury, and during the recovery time, I became a comfort eater. I had previously responded to stress by not eating, but dealing with pain was a new thing for me, and food seemed to provide some comfort.
I’m sure you can see where this is going.
Fortunately my I learnt to manage and live with the ongoing pain that resulted from my injury, but I’d formed the comfort-eating pattern very well. So when I started to develop the symptoms of the arthritis, and ended up in a lot of pain again, food became my go-to comfort source.
When I finally got the right medication and changed my diet last year, and became well and virtually pain free again for the first time in years, I vowed and declared I wouldn’t go back to harmful eating behaviours, as I knew how much better it was to eat clean and avoid the junk.
Except I haven’t. Because I’m human. And somewhat addicted to food.
Ok, cut the somewhat. I’m addicted to food. This has taken me until only recently to admit to myself, let alone actually verbalise it.
So something has to change. Actually, a lot has to change, and the Whole 30 program seems to be the ideal start.
I started yesterday (which puts me on Day 2 today), and for the very short version, this means that for 30 days I will not be eating:
Any processed food, preservatives, additives etc
Basically, all the foods I love. And are really bad for me.
My diet will be made up of meat, seafood, eggs, lots of veggies, less fruit, nuts and seeds and ‘good’ fats. I know this will be so good for me, but I’m already in mourning for what I’m giving up. And feel like I’m missing out on. At least I don’t have to give up coffee, and am quickly getting used to the no-dairy version.
I’m under no illusion that this will be a walk in the park, and am relying on the wealth of information, recipes and encouragement available all over the internet. And it’s only 30 days.
Someone please remind me of that when I’m willing to spare my life for a piece of chocolate.
So tell me, what do you think? A brilliant idea? Or complete madness? Could you do it? have you done it?