I’ve lost my compass — my direction — and it’s only been a week. 7 days. Without coming across in an offensive tone, NOW I get what addicts go through . . . Hello, my name is Kayla and the first week of my gluten-free journey was a mild failure, to say the least. The current excuses that have been running through my mind:
- I have gotten way too accustomed to bread and beer and fried food.
- I’m going to loose all of my favorite food types.
- I don’t think before I consume.
- I don’t have time.
Sounds familiar, no? Well, F it all to hell. I’m working to break that chain of thought NOW. Join me as we jump head-first into week two.
Recently, I wrote a post about one gal’s adventure of going gluten free and what personal connection that had for me. I vowed to jump on the GF train and chug my way into health and wellness. Turns out, that is a lot harder than I imagined. I went to the grocery and forgot half of the ingredients that I had looked up; I had my husband make me a sandwich (how the tables have turned…) and forgot to tell him no gluten until I was halfway through the wheaty goodness; I forgot to pick up the bread-maker from my Mom to start my own trials of homemade gluten-free products.
No more. I’m done being weak and blaming and allowing enablers to boot-kick me down a dark hole, like I’m in Sparta. My new intentions and changes are as follows:
- Look up the GF version of my favorite recipes.
- Set up a plan for breakfast-lunch-dinner each day.
- Practice mindfulness and meditate to remain “in the moment” and worry less about my successes and failures.
- Make time for the things that will keep me or bring me to healthy habits!
Are you in with me? Let me know your struggles and successes in the comments, so that we all feel like less of bumps on a log.