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I gave up gluten during the month of March (with a few exceptions). Here are my general reactions from doing this very-specific elimination diet:
It was easier than I thought.
I have to immediately caveat that with the acknowledgment that I *chose* to eliminate gluten because of curiosity and personal experimentation, NOT because of an allergy or even a [known] sensitivity. It follows then that it was easy for me to do this because I could afford to make mistakes without any serious or dangerous consequences (unlike folks with actual allergies and/or Celiac). I do not want to make light of (or presume to understand) the challenge others may face when navigating menus that I just didn’t have to deal with, beyond opting out of croutons and going bun-less on a few burgers.
That being said, it was easy [for me] and I only missed bread and noodle stuff at first. I missed the convenience of a breakfast sandwich. I tried a couple of burgers in lettuce wraps and on gluten-free buns. Burger salads (as I’ve taken to calling them) are great, but are a different thing entirely. Gluten-free buns are stupid. I’ve had a couple recommended to me that I haven’t had a chance to try yet (I really want to be proved wrong!), but the few gluten-free bread alternatives I managed to try were just sad and bland and I didn’t like them.
Ok, so we covered that bread substitutes were a real big bummer. Portland has some dedicated gluten-free bakeries and I have yet to try these, so I’m still open-minded about something local and artisan being better than some grocery store BS.
Pasta, on the other hand, wasn’t! I found a corn-quinoa blend at Whole Foods that I love. I found a brown rice one also, but I liked the blend better. Let it be known that there is absolutely no replacement for quality, hand-made pasta from scratch (I’m looking at you Grassa, Ava Gene’s and Raven & Rose), and I won’t even bother trying to find it. But when I just want some spaghetti at home? Them blends’ll do just fine.
Soy sauce caught me once or twice (fried rice, sushi), but this will be easy to replace in the form of coconut/liquid aminos.
I only really had specific cravings in two instances:
- in the very beginning. Especially leaving work on the days I work doubles (Thursdays), I just wanted something easy. In general, I almost always plan on NOT cooking on Thursday nights. These are “go to late night happy hour” or “yes, you have delivery food in your budget this week,” or “mini tacos from Trader Joe’s are absolutely an acceptable dinner option” nights. On one of these early days, I did stop at a pub on the way home from work and tried a burger with one of those gluten-free buns and did not feel like my craving was satisfied. That’s ok though – that kind of craving eventually weakened (cool!).
- after I’d had a few drinks the night before. I know that pattern too — have drinks, go to bed, wake up dehydrated and craving salt something fierce. It was a reminder the effects of alcohol on our health, beyond the obvious and in that immediate moment, but having implications on future decisions, hydration, and the choices we make.
As a Result
So, my first day where I introduced gluten back into my diet was Easter Sunday. I promised myself I wouldn’t go crazy because while I did want to test the effects of gluten on my body, I didn’t want to shock my system as I reintroduced it.
I wish I could say I was super strategic in this reintroduction and chose some high-quality local bread or baked goods, but that’s not what happened. What happened is that I was amped UP after working a long Easter brunch shift, and I was unwinding with bubbles and a party playlist with my friends. My friend/our host supplied snacks in the form of Dino nuggets and mini corn dogs, so that was how I reintroduced gluten into my diet.
Nothing immediate, but a definite, um, shift, in my digestion later. I didn’t realize how great that side effect had been until it wasn’t. The entire month I skipped out on gluten, I can’t remember having a single digestive issue. Not one. Call it TMI if you want, but digestion is important and a strong indicator of our health as a whole so get used to it because I’m going to talk about it here. That being said, as my dear friend said to me recently, “there is nothing quite as satisfying as a really good BM.” And she’s right. And it took reintroducing gluten to realize that I’d had a solid (no pun intended) month of RGBMs.
And then suddenly, they weren’t.
So that was one effect.
The second instance was much more dramatic. I was having lunch with some girlfriends at a torta place here in Portland. For whatever reason, I misread things and thought I was ordering a tostada when I ordered a torta. A tostada is a crunchy corn tortilla topped with delicious toppings. A torta is a sandwich. So, I thought I was ordering a corn tortilla topped with carnitas and other goodness, but what arrived was a sandwich. I figured, well, what the hell? And I went for it.
I immediately felt foggy, tired, full, and puffy — things I couldn’t remember having felt at all during the entire month prior.
I think there was a part of me that was hoping that I would see a noticeable difference, and then another part of me that was hoping I didn’t. That I could go about my life eating burgers and sandwiches and roux-based soups and sauces like I always had.
I think where I have to land is somewhere in the middle. I don’t have any major issues or allergies that will require me to avoid gluten completely. But, I do feel noticeably better when I avoid it. I choose more vegetables. I plan better for snacks (fruit, protein bars, etc). I tried more ciders!
Oh! And I lost weight! I didn’t take specific measurements at the start and end of this, but I think it was something around 5 pounds, based on how my clothes fit and what I saw on the scale when I do weigh myself. I attribute this mostly to the fact that I chose salads over sandwiches and drank exactly zero beers for one whole month.
Well, next I go about my life cutting back on the amount of bread/wheat I consume and focus more on other types of grains, protein, nuts, and veggies. I’m ok with this. As for experimeting with how my body handles certain types of food – April is a dairy-free month!
The hardest part is definitely going to be dining out, which I do a fair amount. Home-cooking will be easy, as I’ve scaled back a lot on the amount of dairy I used at home, so cutting that out entirely will just be a manner of planning. Dining out will have to take the same kind of thought – maybe I try more vegan restaurants. Maybe I read menus more carefully. Maybe I don’t go out as much?
Open to suggestions! What are your favorite dairy alternatives? Anyone make the switch to non-dairy or go vegan and have tips?
This has sat in my drafts folder since October, so I decided it was time to go ahead and publish it.
So. My girlfriends and I saw Hanson in concert a few weeks ago. We bought these tickets back in March, which means we waited SEVEN MONTHS for the gratification of seeing an MMMBop live and in person (plus all their other stuff).
I could write about the show, I could write about the dancing, I could write about the experience of being transported back 20+ years every! few! minutes! as these child pop stars of my youth were now adults, 100 feet in front of me.
Ok, yeah, that last thing is what I’ve been thinking about, what I want to write about.
There was a moment in between all of the “MMMBops” when I was transported back to middle school, back to that video. I tried to mentally time-lapse the decades between baby drummer Zac Hanson and grown-up drummer Zac Hanson. For a second, I thought to myself, “Nope, that one’s always going to be baby Zac.”
Almost as soon as the thought was fully formed, it stopped in its tracks.
I looked up on stage at this 32-year-old ADULT who has been honing this talent for over twenty-five years. He’s not a baby, none of them are babies, and to keep them in my mind as child stars, rather than adults who are professionals in their practice completely undermines the decades of work they’ve put into what they’re doing. Regardless of your thoughts and opinions on their musical abilities, you can’t argue with the fact that when you spend twenty-five plus years doing something and making a living on it, it’s your thing. To say you get to call yourself a professional at this point is a gross understatement (and not my call to make).
Flip that upside down and think about the people in your life.
How many people are we not giving credit to for having grown up, for evolving, for changing and growing? (If the answer here includes yourself, take note.)
Who are we limiting to their child selves or their adolescent selves or even themselves five years ago? (Again, if you’re internally raising your own hand, acknowledge that. I know I am.)
We can say, “people don’t change,” but haven’t you?
Have you grown up at all in the past year, five, twenty? I know I have. And I hope that other people will give me the space to grow into an ever-evolving self. To change. To shake my head when someone says, ‘That’s just the way she is,” and say, “No, not anymore.”
This small moment of trying to pigeonhole this trio of child-stars-turned-professional-lifelong-musicians reminded me that if I want the chance to prove myself better, growing, evolving, and that if I’m to demand that of others, I must also accept the same of them.
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“It is our choices, Harry, that show us who we truly are, far more than our abilities.”
~ Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter & the Chamber of Secrets
“True self-care is not salt baths and chocolate cake, it is making the choice to build a life you don’t need to regularly escape from.”
~ Brianna Wiest, this Thought Catalog piece
As I’ve spent the last month or so reflecting on 2017 and looking forward to this next year, this idea of our choices being what defines us continues to pop up all over the place and resonate so strongly with me. How I choose to spend my money, my time. Who I choose to spend my time with. How I choose to earn my living. These are all my choices and if any one of those things isn’t making me happy, I can choose to change it and do something different. That’s not to say that these choices are easy and that change isn’t hard; they aren’t always and it sometimes is. But we still have the power to make choices and it’s these things that define us – not how badly we want to be out of debt, not how much we wish we could travel, not what relationships (friend, family, romantic) we feel stuck in. It’s how we choose to respond, how we choose to act.
With that in mind, and believing that it’s not only important, but crucial, to set actionable goals that are specific in their intention and their timing, I’ve picked a few broad themes for 2018 (financial health, self-care vs. self-sabotage, and forever learning), and have drilled those down to a handful of specific and actionable resolutions. I also believe that we evolve and shift, so you’ll notice that the last resolution is the commitment to checking in on my goals each month as the year goes on, acknowledging progress, and shifting anything that needs shifting.
- Save $1,000 to an emergency fund by June 1, 2018.
- Save 3 months’ expenses by December 1, 2018.
- Graduate from IIN (July-August) and launch a coaching business.
- Do one new activity/take one new class each month: cooking class, dance class, language class, visit a new state park, hike somewhere new, etc.
- Read the books I currently own before buying any new ones. When those are read, do book swaps with friends and utilize the library before buying new books.
- Check in each month with these goals. Identify progress, confirm priorities, adjust, recalibrate, and move forward.
I have no health, fitness, or dietary goals this year, other than to maintain good habits, because I spent last year establishing my own baseline for what my personal health means. I fell in love with the community and the challenge of Orange Theory Fitness. I experimented with SO many dietary changes, recipes, and new foods and I’m constantly evolving my home cooking and healthy eating. I know what my “back to baseline” is when it comes to getting any levels of depression or anxiety under control. I know when I need to meditate, write, read, be alone, be with loved ones, study something, release something.
I worked with a health coach all of last year to create new habits, identify what changes I wanted to make in my life, and learn how to amplify the things that were working and going well. Having always felt called to some form of teaching, coaching and helping other people find their own happiness and health, I decided to go through the same certification program and I’m now halfway through my own certification as a Holistic Health Coach. I’m leaning towards a focus on goals, habit-change, nutrition, and creating challenges that inspire us to have fun while being extraordinarily kind to ourselves.
I’ll be taking my first clients soon, starting with consultations in January. More details to come, but if this is something that sounds interesting to you, hit me up! Leave a comment below or send me a message, and I’ll be in touch!
Happy New Year!
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