Know thy self

One year later and the GOOD news is that from the initial weight loss there was no gain until ... I began to re-introduce wheat into my diet.  (The bad news is that 7 pounds crept back on but I have already shed five of those by getting back to the program, so to speak).

The bottom line is life without wheat/gluten is the way to go.  It works.  My problem was that I didn't gain weight right away when I started to eat bad, slowly, and so I kept going with it.  Typical.  But the better way to look at it would be, let's go for another ten permanent pounds!

I read another book, Dr. Gundy's Diet Evolution, which basically uses the premise that we are a mass of our ancestral genes, and those genes are all about the survival of the fittest.  So if you are exercising, you are telling your genes that you are running, and haven't figured out proper survival techniques!  And if you are eating fruit, then you are telling your genes that you are preparing for winter, and therefore your metabolism shuts down.

I began reading this at the beginning of the summer when the raspberries were ripening, in fact, I was preparing for winter, more or less, but I tried to not eat TOO much fruit!  Maybe that was the weight gain, even more so then the bread.  Nah, it was both!

Tonight I ate a bowl full of kale.  It was delicious.  And ever so filling.  So green.  So beautiful, and from my garden no less.  I don't want kale in the summer, and I suppose that is because my body is trying to get me to eat fruit, so I can bulk up!  I have been craving greens like crazy these past few weeks, and decided to eat properly and get rid of my creeping back "wheat belly."  It is very satisfying to have my jeans fit me loosely even after a few days.  It is very rewarding as well as giving me a feeling of control.  As though, even if I lose control for many months, I can repair the damage quite quickly.  I am no fool, I understand the initial loss is water, but the gain was water too, I could see it!  I could see my tissues clogged with it, giving me an overall puffy feeling, so to release it is quite heavenly.

Food is medicine.  Food is what cures us.  And yet ... we eat poorly despite knowing we are not doing anything good for our bodies.  I just don't get it.  Why is this the case?  Why do we want to feel bad, because that is exactly how one feels when they eat poorly.  And when you eat well, you feel amazing.

I don't get it, and I probably never will.  As I sat there eating my bowl of kale, I wondered why it was so difficult to get that I could receive all the nourishment I needed from it, without gaining weight, and that if I ate like that every day, who knows what that would bring.

Your cells buzz when they are fed kale.

I hope I remember that!