For one month, I have lived without
White breadWhite pasta
White rice
Sugar
Red meat
Starchy vegetables
Soda
Processed packaged food
Fried food
Added salt
Alcohol
I'm down 12 pounds.
I also logged about 16 hours of moderate exercise in January.
And I drank more than 2100 ounces of water.
Tomorrow I see my primary care provider. I'm hoping she orders another round of blood tests to see how my new lifestyle has affected those liver and lipid numbers.
I have to live like this forever. Or I won't live for long enough. It's doable. It has actually been enjoyable. I have more energy. I don't have aches and pains. I have been cooking yummy new dishes, including an amazing coconut milk-based Thai chicken soup with ginger and lemongrass and several rounds of red lentil pasta, crispy baked tofu, stir fry, veggie egg white scrambles with feta and Kalamata olives.
We are planning to eat dinner out tonight (the first time in a month). My husband is celebrating a successful Dry January for himself. I'm celebrating a Dry Always, I guess. For me, though, ditching the alcohol isn't a big deal. Ditching my other crummy habits IS. I'm a bit nervous about not being in control of the cooking tonight, but I've planned ahead, looked at the menu, scouted the healthiest options. I'm excited for date night. And for the month (and more) ahead.
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