I had been having great progress the last few weeks weight loss and mood wise. My clothes were tons looser, my attitude was amazing, I had energy I hadn't felt in years, and I had hit an unofficial 10lbs down from 1/1/13
And then my four year old asked for McDonalds for lunch.
It was on Saturday, and I told the kids that they could pick where we were going to eat before grocery shopping. I had worked 6 hours that day and was starving. I thought I woudl play it safe and get a salad, but in the bussle of the line, my daughter deciding when it was my turn to order that she had to go potty NOW, and shere exhaustion from the massive OT and stress at work that I blanked and ordered a cheeseburger for myself.
It was the first wheat I had had in two weeks, and I was regretting it before I was done with the cheeseburger. Stomach aches and cramps, bloating like you couldn't believe, and the bad-mood gluten fog was back.
I had to run to the rest room twice while we were grocery shopping. I had to postpone our planned trip to the library that night. I wanted nothing but to go home and curl up in a ball and wait for the cramping from bad food to stop.
Did I learn my lesson from lunch? No, also ate one of the mini-pizza's I made for my kids dinner that night. I didn't notice if I had any new cramps from that food choice or if it was still cramps from lunch.
Sunday it was back to eating mostly Paleo foods. I defrosted my chicken stock from two weeks ago and made the most amazing chicken soup, cooked up some healthy mini-egg and ham muffins for breakfasts this week, and took my kids on the delayed trip to the library, with a detour to the park.
I'm doing much better now, my mood is clearing up, eating healthier, the belly bloat is mostly gone, and I still posted a 2lb loss for this week.
And I have a psudo-startng photo (taken one week in) to share.