One of my 37 things is to read It Starts With Food. I'm about halfway through it. To be honest, I can't even remember why I picked that particular book. It promotes a modified Paleo (Caveman) diet, and I've never had much interest in that. It's very meat-centered, and Hello! I'm the one who went vegetarian for a month because I don't eat much meat anyway. But the book been absolutely fascinating to me so far. I normally fall asleep reading non-fiction, but I'm reading this like it's a Dean Koontz novel... every chance I get I'm grabbing my Kindle and reading. I thought, well.... maybe I should at least try the Whole30 plan. If I don't feel amazing like they say, I don't have to continue it.
In case you don't know what I'm talking about, this is a generalized run down of Paleo.... you eat a lot of meat and vegetables, some fruit, and certain healthy fats. No sugar. No grains. No dairy. No processed foods.
I've come to a point in my whole weight-loss quest that I don't flip out over cutting something out that I love.... if there is a benefit to it, I'll try it. They give very interesting reasons for not eating the things they restrict you from. If it actually is as beneficial as they state, it would be worth not eating some of my favorite things (Craisins... I love you, but alas, you're sweetened).
I guess I'll try anything once.
I only had two things keeping me from committing to it. #1 - they even admit that sugar withdrawal is horrid and you're going to have a bad time the first week or so. I guess, thanks for the warning, but geez. Not really something I would look forward to. #2 - doing it alone in a house of people who think junk food is a food group. I do a pretty good job staying out of the cookies and granola bars and Little Debbie, but how tempting will it be when I'm ready to stab someone for a taste of sugar?
I was going to finish the book before making the decision to commit.
Then, today, I came home from work and Bill was packing his lunch for tonight. It wasn't very healthy, never is. And I guess his pants were a little difficult to button today or something, because he started moaning about how he needed to do something about it. So I just mentioned the book I'm reading and a brief rundown of what a Paleo diet is.
His eyes bulged out when I said "no dairy." He's a farm-boy... raised on a dairy farm. He loves cheese more than me sometimes.
But then he said it.
"I'll give it a shot."
Oh, the kids are going to be ticked off. The pantry is getting emptied in the next week. Yes, they have to go along, too. It's going to be a bumpy ride at first, I'm positive of that. I hope it's worth it...