It’s a little toooo ironic that on Thursday I wrote about changing my diet and then had yesterday happen. I wanted to buckle down and cut out the bad/processed/unnecessary food I was shoveling into my body. Thank you for your support, by the way! You all are so awesome!
Because I mentioned that I’d share my Journey to Find a Great Diet with you, I think that yesterday is a perfect place to start.
On Sunday, I cracked open a Paleo book (thanks, Kate!) in hopes of finding some recipes. I’m nowhere near the point of saying “Paleo or bust!” but I was hopeful I’d find some good dinner recipes.
Three dinners for this week came out of this book, and when I left for the grocery store, I was motivated. Ready to succeed.
I can handle this, I thought.
While at the grocery store, I made some regular purchases, but also made an effort to make mindful swaps.
I even decided I would have a small side salad with lunch, something I hardly ever do.
After arriving home, I made my salad bar lettuce/spinach mix and had a green salad with a serving of Annie’s pasta.
I thought, Okay, Colleen. You’re making small changes. Adding a salad is good and Annie’s is organic – so you’re on the right track.
Not 20 minutes after I finished my salad, I was throwing up. And continued to do so nine more times until I went to bed.
This is why I think God has a sense of humor and a love of irony. I put such an effort into changing what I was doing, being healthy, and making an effort to add extra nutrition to my meals.
And what do I get?
So after yesterday’s vomathon, all I can really say is, Someone pass me the goddamn Doritos.