Here’s the alternative ending to the post I wrote about the Paleo diet last week. If you didn’t catch it, here’s the preceding paragraph:
Eating Paleo and subsequently Paleo AIP — that is, real foods that come from an animal or the ground and get cooked by me — has changed my life. Right away, I started losing weight at a healthy pace. I felt like I had more energy and creativity. I was nicer to my husband around the clock. I felt more in control of my life, and I slept better.
This story ends with the fact that I’m human. Despite all of these awesome results and my deeply held belief that better eating leads to better health, I break sometimes. Over the past two months I’ve reacted to new (related) health problems with an emotional dependence on eating things I’m trying to avoid.
I get sad and emotional sometimes. And that leads to Paleo AIP “offroading” for coffee (sweet, sweet, delicious coffee, omg), ice cream, and BBQ sauce. And immediately I pay for it — my weight goes up, my knuckles disappear into a poofy hand, and I’m cranky and impatient with JHubbs. It’s an ugly cycle. And if I don’t reign it in every few weeks, it completely derails my efforts to feel better, find a healthy weight, and de-stress.
All this is just to say that Paleo — health, happiness, destressing — is a constant process. Fight for it daily. And let me know how it goes.