Stray Dog Revolution
Release. Ah, yes. That is exactly what happened. Not to be gross, but I was a little, shall we say, backed up the first week. No idea why. That's not my normal state of existence. But that first day of phase 2? Let's just say the dam broke. And it wasn't just me. Hubbie reported massive deposits in that realm: two flushes!!! But enough about that.
Week two is no joke. It's tough. Not physically. I still feel great. Emotionally, however, I'm going through some shit. I've realized how much I rely on food to destress, to cure my boredom, to make me happy. And when food is strictly fuel, things start to happen. Dark whispers that are usually drowned out by ice-cream or cookies or sushi get louder and louder until you, wait for it... face them. I think hubbie would agree. He's in the corner as we speak whispering, "Shoot me."
Oh, and the dizziness. No bueno. Alot of the time when I stand up, I feel dizzy. Apparently, this is because during this reset, your blood pools in your organs to get down to work, which leaves you lightheaded. Hubbie has been experiencing this much more intensely than I have, which I'm thinking means his blood is working hard to scrub away the years of Whataburger and Reese's abuse. He reports he gets dizzy even thinking about standing up. :)
So all this led to feeling like quitting on Day 12. I mean, we both seriously considered it. But two things happened that made me decide I'm sticking with this:
1. I need to prove to myself that I have control over what goes in my big mouth. I do not need to eat crap every single time my mind wants it. I won't be ruled by that little dopamine whore in my brain that wants me to eat all the things.
2. I found out we can have vegan Shakeology as either breakfast or snack!!!!!!!!!!! Lifesaver yesterday. Chocolate/Avocado/Coconut Milk shake and I'm a new woman!!!!! And I'm really looking forward to my breakfast shake with blueberries and chia seed. Mmmmmmm.....
So one more week to go... I've got this.
I've been studying nutrition and healthy eating for over a decade. As the saying goes, food can be either the safest and most powerful form of medicine or the slowest form of poison.