This weekend I was bad and cheated twice. On Friday, I got a piece of cheesecake, a kind I'd never had before from the Cheesecake Factory- toasted s'mores. I have a sweet tooth, but holy smokes that was RICH! And then yesterday my sister and I had pizza as part of our family's Groundhog Day celebration. I ate 3 pieces of Pizza Hut pan style pizza, with jalapeño and pineapple.
And none of it was worth it.
The pizza made me wake up puffy faced like I'd been crying all night. I felt so ill that I couldn't make it to the grocery store or to the gym like I had planned. The cheesecake put in me considerable discomfort. It may have tasted good, but it felt miserable.
I've really been trying to be a clean (if nothing else, cleaner) eater. I've been juicing in the mornings (I'm still working on figuring out combinations, but feel like I have some good ones up my sleeve). Lots of soups and salads. I've been cooking more at home too, making quinoa pizza bites, eggplant bruschetta, sweet potato tacos. Lots of raw food- pineapple, blackberries, blueberries, raspberries, kale, cucumbers, and more.
I have felt a difference in my energy levels and not feeling sluggish from bad food. I haven't had many of the same issues of overeating (except when we hit up El Rancherita for lunch... then all bets are off with Mexican food). I've started running again- trying to make it to the gym every other day. I can still do better about the amount of water I consume every day (let's not kid ourselves, I'm already running to the bathroom as it is, so I can't imagine getting the 70-80oz of water every day I should be).
I'm trying to move away from toxins and limiting how I put those into my body. I started using facial cleansers from Juice Beauty (if you aren't familiar with this product line, you should change that immediately). Using up the old, not organic products I have and replacing them with green and organic and natural products.
It's a messy and long process. But as I was running this morning, these are thoughts that came to my head. That it takes time to clean up the mess of cheating your body out of what it wants and needs. I'm not a fan of people who cheat in relationships, so why would I let myself cheat my body?
I'm done being a cheater. It's just you and me for the long haul, body. And I'm in it to win it.
And none of it was worth it.
The pizza made me wake up puffy faced like I'd been crying all night. I felt so ill that I couldn't make it to the grocery store or to the gym like I had planned. The cheesecake put in me considerable discomfort. It may have tasted good, but it felt miserable.
I've really been trying to be a clean (if nothing else, cleaner) eater. I've been juicing in the mornings (I'm still working on figuring out combinations, but feel like I have some good ones up my sleeve). Lots of soups and salads. I've been cooking more at home too, making quinoa pizza bites, eggplant bruschetta, sweet potato tacos. Lots of raw food- pineapple, blackberries, blueberries, raspberries, kale, cucumbers, and more.
I have felt a difference in my energy levels and not feeling sluggish from bad food. I haven't had many of the same issues of overeating (except when we hit up El Rancherita for lunch... then all bets are off with Mexican food). I've started running again- trying to make it to the gym every other day. I can still do better about the amount of water I consume every day (let's not kid ourselves, I'm already running to the bathroom as it is, so I can't imagine getting the 70-80oz of water every day I should be).
I'm trying to move away from toxins and limiting how I put those into my body. I started using facial cleansers from Juice Beauty (if you aren't familiar with this product line, you should change that immediately). Using up the old, not organic products I have and replacing them with green and organic and natural products.
It's a messy and long process. But as I was running this morning, these are thoughts that came to my head. That it takes time to clean up the mess of cheating your body out of what it wants and needs. I'm not a fan of people who cheat in relationships, so why would I let myself cheat my body?
I'm done being a cheater. It's just you and me for the long haul, body. And I'm in it to win it.
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