I was known in college for my "amazing" stomach. I have stress related illnesses that aren't pretty, or fun, or in any way something I should EVER share in detail - with ANYONE. So you're safe from a blog about bowel movements, but you aren't safe from the lessons I've learned from them.
Alex says that my stomach talks, and he means that in a sort of Rice Krispy Cereal sort of way. Not that I snap, crackle, and pop, per-say, but that the gurgling that does go on doesn't ever form words: though it might be kind of crazy if it actually were something living in there (besides bacteria) then I would have a real excuse for this. But as it stands, there is no alien growing in my stomach, so this is all me, and it is something I am responsible for. My stomach may not talk to me directly with words and coherent sentences, but it does send me signals, and they are usually meant to say "what the hell was that all about?!" Over the years I've learned what really pisses my digestive tract off, and this last week with my parents in town, I think I did every last one of those things.
1. I over-ate: this is by far the worst thing I can do. I should be thrilled that in a society where eating gargantuan proportions is the norm that I have a built in system for telling me how completely idiotic that is, but in reality, it just sucks. So, of course, I over-ate on Thursday and Friday. Not so bad since my parents had been in town since Tuesday, but just as painful.
2. I ate things I hadn't eaten in awhile (and in large proportion): I'm a creature of habit through and through, I don't like change mentally or emotionally and I apparently don't like it physically either. Chocolates, meat, fried foods, too much dairy, too many sweets, artificial sweeteners, and not enough fruits and veggies... is that enough change for you?
3. See the mention of fried foods above
4. Apparently artificial sweeteners (the chocolates were sugar free) give me a headache.
5. I can't think of anything else but if my digestive tract could talk, I'm sure it could.
So you see, I over-did it in general this week. It was wonderful to take a week off from eating healthy and losing weight, but it made me realize just how much my body likes the new way I am eating and how much it dislikes the old way. So its back to whole grains and limited oils and sweets (with real sugar if I have them, although I've never had a problem with splenda so I could go that route too) and tons of veggies and fruit throughout the day. It will take me a weeks to adjust back, but it shouldn't be as painful as the last two days.
Alex made sure to make me promise last night that I would start back up on weight watchers again today and take it more seriously. He's done a really good job with making recipes and altering the way he cooks for me, and he didn't get much benefit from my week of reckless eating, so I can see he how he would see this whole thing as rather simple minded. I'm also planning on getting back on the acidophillis and fiber band wagon to get ready for vacation.
Despite the whole food fiasco, it was absolutely wonderful to see my folks, and I am looking forward to making it back down south in October and December this year. I'll be poorer after the move, but I'll have a better schedule for seeing my family, and that (as corny as it sounds) makes me richer.
Well, I've finished my puffed millet cereal and dried currants and I should probably drag Alex out of bed seeing as how its afternoon now. Have a wonderful week and I'll see you back here next time: same blog time, same blog station.
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