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Hi there. I’m Liz and I’ve suffered from GI issues and anxiety for as long as I can remember. I’ve always made excuses — it’s just stress, I just ate too much, it must’ve been old food. I even went GF for a year, documenting how much better I felt for it, and now (back to my old ways) still won’t admit the difference because I love ____________. I do. I love to have a glass of wine in the evening or beers with friends on the weekend. I love to bake and enjoy every form of biscuit/bread/cookie/cake under the sun. I love to treat Aunt Flo to a poptart. But I feel like crap. Now I’m (begrudgingly) coming to the realization that it’s time to be a grown-up and stop trading my health and well being for the temporary pleasure of something delicious. I’m committing to the Whole30 to test for food sensitivities on a physical level, but also to heal my relationship with food on a psychological level. I’m scared. I’ve cried wolf many many times, to the point where I don’t want to tell my friends and family for fear of their reactions: “another diet??” And they wouldn’t be unjustified. My motivation lasts approximately 2 weeks and then I decide that things were perfectly fine the way they were and I shouldn’t deprive myself at the family BBQ where my sister-in-law brought her legendary booze-infused cupcakes. I’ve never had anyone to take me by the shoulders and give me a good shake and shout “the cupcakes aren’t worth the (insert nasty GI symptom here)!!” I feel like no one will understand that this isn’t about losing weight, or following a trend. I don’t discuss my issues and prefer to “suffer in silence”. I’m hoping that I will find a community here to support and understand me, because you’ve all done it. You’ve all had your reasons for committing to the Whole30, and even if they weren’t the same as mine are now you know that the struggle is real. I’m hoping that you will be my strength, my tough love, and my victory cheer. Because I certainly applaud all of you who’ve made this incredible sacrifice in the name of health (even if you really loved doughnuts).
Hello forum! I'm Batya Chava, underemployed teacher, CrossFitter, tea enthusiast, mother, afflicted with bipolar type II disorder, and sufferer of frequent migraines. Why I'm here: I lost 60lbs a couple years ago with exercise and calorie tracking, but since then I've found it hard to motivate myself to eat very healthy and not constantly "cheat." My diet isn't even close to as bad as it was when I lived off mostly pizza pops and Dr. Pepper, so I'm not really worried about being obese again, and I do hit the gym about six times a week, but the poutine and red velvet cake is holding me back athletically, and I don't feel like I have that "healthy relationship with food" that everyone's talking about. And my recovery sucks. DOMS lasts for days. The migraines. The medication for them is effective, but they happen way too often. My mood disorder, on the other hand, has been very resistant to medication. Cognitive Behavioural Therapy helps, so does exercising regularly (seriously, it probably saved my life), but I'm still cycling. Like, I can hold down a job now, but I still spend months at a time depressed. I'm willing to try just about anything at this point. I consider myself quite well prepared. I bought some paleo ketchup, made bulk breakfast sausage, and put all the dried pasta and sugary salad dressings in a box in the basement. Wish me luck!