Hey everyone! I've been going through so much lately and I've discovered some really cool things.
*JUST ANOTHER DISCLAIMER THIS IS MY PERSONAL THOUGHTS ON MY OWN LIFE AND I'M NOT TELLING ANYONE TO ACT LIKE ME OR THINK LIKE ME*
Firstly, you all know I'm on a never-ending quest for my health in all aspects; mentally, physically and emotionally. Because of Holly having severe gluten sensitivity (not the trendy kind, the real kind), I decided once to go gluten-free with her. This was years ago and I had been experiencing some really scary shit going on with my stomach that at first I linked to synthetic b vitamins in breads and flours, but essentially felt it was gluten causing all sorts of gastro issues for me. But even though I went gluten-free, it didn't really change much. So I stopped.
Flash forward to just about 3 months ago or so, I started really getting into anti-inflammatory diets because a dear friend of mine had a pretty severe inflammatory disease. I read this book called "No Grain No Pain" and was fucking mind blown by what grain actually does. To me, I saw all the symptoms. So I decided myself to cut out all grains. And not just grains, but even the things that had the similar inflammatory protein like legumes, soy and certain nuts. So if it had cornstarch? Couldn't have it. Corn syrup? Soy lecithin? Nope. Now, I felt a lot better. My stomach shrank, my gastro issues subsided completely, my energy went through the roof. But I still had these aches and pains that didn't feel normal. I'm like "I'm only 34, I shouldn't feel this shitty." I couldn't even walk a mile on our trail without my hips, thighs and back hurting badly to where I needed to sit down. I want to lose weight, but how am I suppose to with all this pain?
Then my mental state went through the fucking roof. I was in an emotionally roller coaster and was raging on anxiety daily. I was depressed, miserable, and quite unapproachable. On my own accord, I researched the only thing I hadn't cut out of my diet yet: Sugar.
In place of whole grain breads I was eating a bar of coconut sugar chocolate. In place of grain-fed lean burgers I was eating "coconut sugar ice cream." My body fucking hurt and my brain would not slow down. So I researched what sugar can do to the brain, and it freaked me the fuck out so much I immediately quit that as well.
I lost weight. And for the first time after about a week, my back didn't hurt when I tried to turn to put my seat belt on. In 2 weeks, I was having so much energy I was walking my 3.75 mile trail WITHOUT ANY breaks or rests, and I had NO PAIN AT ALL until almost at the end when I was sore. But I still managed to have energy to go Christmas shopping and move a 150lb table up my two flights of stairs with Holly. I was on a high. I texted Syn and told him my guitar playing had never been smoother. My fingers didn't get sore. I was on a good high. I had also learned that even though I quit sugar once before, I always craved it and tried to sneak it. But after I cut out grain, going without sugar was just like going without a punch in the face. I didn't miss it.
Now Christmas happened. And I said "Fuck it! I'm having breads, cakes, pies, whatever my heart desires!" And it didn't bother me. But next thing I knew, I couldn't stop eating. I binged like hell, and the next day I woke up my back hurt so badly. I tossed and turned all night from back pain, and when I woke up the bottoms of my feet hurt so fucking badly I was limping to walk on them. I couldn't turn my back properly. The wretched pain between my shoulders that kept me for years from sitting upright had returned. I thought it was because I was sore from cooking. But three days later of pure rest and still eating sugary desserts, my symptoms have gotten worse and I notice an immediate temple headache when I eat it. I was never full feeling. And I learned that leptin resistance can be caused by sugar consumption, which leptin is a hormone responsible for hunger and satiety signals in the brain. The more sugar you have, the less you feel satisfied.
Also, man. I couldn't put the fucking phone down either. I was spending up to 7 hours a day on that fucking thing. The article I read said it best, "You think it's not a big deal because you're spending time on things you feel you're productive with. But really think about it. What in this world would ever require you to truly be on your phone for SEVEN hours a day?"
My 7 hours was broken down as this. 2 hours of gaming, 2 hours of instagram, and 3 hours on Chrome and other stuff. I was checking my email constantly even though I knew it was still junk mail. Looking up recipes all the time. Researching random stuff. Online store browsing. Calculating budgets, reading articles, watching youtube. To some people this may not seem like a big deal. And some people don't have this problem. But I do. To me I felt productive researching articles and anecdotal story after anecdotal story. I felt productive researching flats to stay in Prague for Holly's eye surgery. But I'm not ready to leave for Prague yet, why am I spending an hour a day researching my trip that I won't be financially ready for for almost 6 months?
This lead me to completely shut out my cell phone usage. I've struggled with the addiction. But I'm getting a landline phone (WITH A CORD BELIEVE IT OR NOT!) And that way when someone talks to me, they have my undivided attention. I'm gonna borrow writing books, a thesaurus and dictionary for my author work at the library. I have a calculator. I have a phone book. I have an address book. I know how to read a map and will be getting one soon. I brought out my recipe books for the holidays. Holly is gifting me a little boom box and a portable cd player for my birthday. Because sometimes, I just don't want that fucking thing in my hand and I don't want a screen in my damn face. Right now, I have my Italian lesson thing from Duolingo on the website and I don't use it on my phone anymore. And I even have my phone on complete lock for 3 days until my stream and all I can do is receive calls and make calls. And to be honest? It's fucking nice. For me, it's true liberation.
I know this was a lot. But I just wanted to tell someone that I truly have felt the damage that these things due to me. And I have absolutely no problem living without them for most of my life. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk
*JUST ANOTHER DISCLAIMER THIS IS MY PERSONAL THOUGHTS ON MY OWN LIFE AND I'M NOT TELLING ANYONE TO ACT LIKE ME OR THINK LIKE ME*
Firstly, you all know I'm on a never-ending quest for my health in all aspects; mentally, physically and emotionally. Because of Holly having severe gluten sensitivity (not the trendy kind, the real kind), I decided once to go gluten-free with her. This was years ago and I had been experiencing some really scary shit going on with my stomach that at first I linked to synthetic b vitamins in breads and flours, but essentially felt it was gluten causing all sorts of gastro issues for me. But even though I went gluten-free, it didn't really change much. So I stopped.
Flash forward to just about 3 months ago or so, I started really getting into anti-inflammatory diets because a dear friend of mine had a pretty severe inflammatory disease. I read this book called "No Grain No Pain" and was fucking mind blown by what grain actually does. To me, I saw all the symptoms. So I decided myself to cut out all grains. And not just grains, but even the things that had the similar inflammatory protein like legumes, soy and certain nuts. So if it had cornstarch? Couldn't have it. Corn syrup? Soy lecithin? Nope. Now, I felt a lot better. My stomach shrank, my gastro issues subsided completely, my energy went through the roof. But I still had these aches and pains that didn't feel normal. I'm like "I'm only 34, I shouldn't feel this shitty." I couldn't even walk a mile on our trail without my hips, thighs and back hurting badly to where I needed to sit down. I want to lose weight, but how am I suppose to with all this pain?
Then my mental state went through the fucking roof. I was in an emotionally roller coaster and was raging on anxiety daily. I was depressed, miserable, and quite unapproachable. On my own accord, I researched the only thing I hadn't cut out of my diet yet: Sugar.
In place of whole grain breads I was eating a bar of coconut sugar chocolate. In place of grain-fed lean burgers I was eating "coconut sugar ice cream." My body fucking hurt and my brain would not slow down. So I researched what sugar can do to the brain, and it freaked me the fuck out so much I immediately quit that as well.
I lost weight. And for the first time after about a week, my back didn't hurt when I tried to turn to put my seat belt on. In 2 weeks, I was having so much energy I was walking my 3.75 mile trail WITHOUT ANY breaks or rests, and I had NO PAIN AT ALL until almost at the end when I was sore. But I still managed to have energy to go Christmas shopping and move a 150lb table up my two flights of stairs with Holly. I was on a high. I texted Syn and told him my guitar playing had never been smoother. My fingers didn't get sore. I was on a good high. I had also learned that even though I quit sugar once before, I always craved it and tried to sneak it. But after I cut out grain, going without sugar was just like going without a punch in the face. I didn't miss it.
Now Christmas happened. And I said "Fuck it! I'm having breads, cakes, pies, whatever my heart desires!" And it didn't bother me. But next thing I knew, I couldn't stop eating. I binged like hell, and the next day I woke up my back hurt so badly. I tossed and turned all night from back pain, and when I woke up the bottoms of my feet hurt so fucking badly I was limping to walk on them. I couldn't turn my back properly. The wretched pain between my shoulders that kept me for years from sitting upright had returned. I thought it was because I was sore from cooking. But three days later of pure rest and still eating sugary desserts, my symptoms have gotten worse and I notice an immediate temple headache when I eat it. I was never full feeling. And I learned that leptin resistance can be caused by sugar consumption, which leptin is a hormone responsible for hunger and satiety signals in the brain. The more sugar you have, the less you feel satisfied.
Also, man. I couldn't put the fucking phone down either. I was spending up to 7 hours a day on that fucking thing. The article I read said it best, "You think it's not a big deal because you're spending time on things you feel you're productive with. But really think about it. What in this world would ever require you to truly be on your phone for SEVEN hours a day?"
My 7 hours was broken down as this. 2 hours of gaming, 2 hours of instagram, and 3 hours on Chrome and other stuff. I was checking my email constantly even though I knew it was still junk mail. Looking up recipes all the time. Researching random stuff. Online store browsing. Calculating budgets, reading articles, watching youtube. To some people this may not seem like a big deal. And some people don't have this problem. But I do. To me I felt productive researching articles and anecdotal story after anecdotal story. I felt productive researching flats to stay in Prague for Holly's eye surgery. But I'm not ready to leave for Prague yet, why am I spending an hour a day researching my trip that I won't be financially ready for for almost 6 months?
This lead me to completely shut out my cell phone usage. I've struggled with the addiction. But I'm getting a landline phone (WITH A CORD BELIEVE IT OR NOT!) And that way when someone talks to me, they have my undivided attention. I'm gonna borrow writing books, a thesaurus and dictionary for my author work at the library. I have a calculator. I have a phone book. I have an address book. I know how to read a map and will be getting one soon. I brought out my recipe books for the holidays. Holly is gifting me a little boom box and a portable cd player for my birthday. Because sometimes, I just don't want that fucking thing in my hand and I don't want a screen in my damn face. Right now, I have my Italian lesson thing from Duolingo on the website and I don't use it on my phone anymore. And I even have my phone on complete lock for 3 days until my stream and all I can do is receive calls and make calls. And to be honest? It's fucking nice. For me, it's true liberation.
I know this was a lot. But I just wanted to tell someone that I truly have felt the damage that these things due to me. And I have absolutely no problem living without them for most of my life. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk