Just a quick update:
Still going strong on Paleo. To be honest, I've had a couple of slices of pizza and Chinese food a couple of times in our 5 week journey. Other than those slip ups (which I don't actually consider slip ups. More of a conscious decision to eat something non Paleo) we're Paleo all the time.
My Dad comes over for breakfast every Sunday. I spoke to him, at length, about our new lifestyle choice. We are NOT dieting (even if it is called the Paleo Diet). Rather, we're eating healthy. I told him if he comes for breakfast, he's eating Paleo whether he likes it or not. He grumbled a little but ultimately agreed.
The first Paleo breakfast he had was scrambled eggs with spinach, red peppers, yellow peppers, tomatoes, and onions in it. Along with a side of bacon. I offered him some toast. He actually declined! He wanted the full Paleo experience! Woohoo!
I mention my Dad because I have always been "Daddy's Girl".
Family members always comment on how I get my sweet tooth from him. Daddy sports a sizeable belly which he attributes to late night snacking on pastries. He's still an amazing person and I admire him so very much. I can honestly say he's one of my best friends.
Except this past Sunday when he walked into my house with a strawberry cheesecake!!!!!
I groaned and scolded him a little for it. He claims he did it for the kids. I told him, "Our healthy choices, Daddy, that's for the kids. This cheesecake is not". He promised to never bring one again.
I stared at that cheesecake all day. I tried my hardest, I swear to you kind reader, I did NOT want to submit. I did though. I had a slice. I savored every bite and moaned with pleasure.
I was moaning later on for a completely different reason.
I spent most of Sunday night into Monday morning in the bathroom. I slept a total of 3 hours.
I still have cheesecake in my house. It still stares at me and beckons to have a slice. A sliver. A spoonful. Just a little...come on.
Then I remember how I spent my Sunday night and I walk away. It's just not worth it.
I haven't weighed myself. I want to, but as long as I want to, I won't. I will not make a stupid number the focus of my life. My focus is on being healthy. HEALTHY!!!
I celebrated 4 weeks on Paleo by dying my hair.
It's not quite the color I want but it's pretty close. And I love that my face is getting thinner without doing a fishy face!
I see changes in everything, from the food that I eat, to my moods, to my relationship with my children and my husband, to my relationship with my Dad, and most importantly-my relationship with myself. I'm proud of me. Whether I'm 50lbs overweight or at my goal weight, I'm still the same person. I'm a loving and devoted wife, amazing mother to my 5 munchkins, great daughter and sister, amazing friend and Aunt. I'm strong enough to withstand the temptation of cheesecake (Sunday does NOT count, LOL). I'm determined enough to keep eating Paleo regardless of what my friends and family think. I'm a good person. My weight does not change that.
I'm healthier than I've ever been, physically and emotionally.