30 Days and Counting....

As of today, I have been eating a real food diet for 30 days. 
Mostly.

Of course, for the first 10 I was strict in order to discover what it really felt like to only eat real food.  I can't live like that forever, though.  First of all, I'm not that type of person- I need some wiggle room!  Second of all, that would be no fun.  I mean, come on- I can't imagine life without DQ.

However, as you know, at the end of the 10 days I wasn't ready to swing back through junktown right away.  So, I continued on. 

I feel like "real" is my new normal.  I am still without cravings- sugar, salt, or otherwise.  I am still feeling more balanced and as if I have finally come to the end of the blood-sugar rollercoaster.  I am actually even able to go longer without food, because hunger is no longer an emergency, but that isn't necessarily a good thing.  I think my metabolism has suffered there.  So, still working on making sure I eat breaky, taking the time to eat instead of working through the day, and cooking whole/natural ingredient meals.  I'm a failure in that department.  I think a new set of stainless steel cookware would help motivate me to get in the kitchen, hint hint... so maybe after I open my birthday presents I'll become a chef. 

Instead, I am still eating a lot of grapes and bananas and I LOVE all natural peanut butter for it's protein, good fat, and crunch.  I still rely on my new comfort foods: organic, non-GMO whole wheat bread, natural cheese, and my coffee with milk and honey. 

I have eaten out several times- I will usually order a steak, veggies and baked potato with real butter, or chicken fajitas, in which case I let a few flour tortillas slide.  I've had ice cream cone- and ate the cone.  I've had turkey noodle soup, and ate the noodles and usually one package of crackers.  I often order breakfast at restaurants- eggs, fruit plate, whole wheat toast (probably still crappy bread, but better than the alt.), bacon.  Bacon is good.

And.... I had pizza this weekend.  Wonderful, cheesy, greasy Spanky's pizza.  And a bread stick.  And marinara sauce.  It was delicious, and I pigged out a little.  Oh, and then I had one of those Little Debbie pumpkin-face cookies that come out in the fall- it was pretty damn good, too.
Big guy said I fell off the wagon, but I don't think so.  I think I have found a nice balance of whole/natural food as my daily routine with an occasional fake-food treat.  That is the way it is supposed to be- not the other way around, which is how I was eating before.

The family is still not really reaping the benefits of my new way of eating- and that is my next goal: to bring home ingredients that will *poof!* magically morph into healthy home cooked meals.  So stay tuned for that!