I have finally got to a place where I have a multitude of recipes at hand AND a mind of steel 🙂
My poor supporters have only heard me whining for months about how hard going raw is and why I keep quitting.
I finally got to a place where my last binge created such a lasting impression it steeled my mind (the real source of my weakness) against all the junk.
Starting Friday night: I ate
numerous packets of potato and corn chips
1.5 loaves of bread
Half a jar of chilli mango pickle
Mountains of rice etc etc
By Sunday night I started looking for raw food cos I felt sooo ill from all the junk.
My joints were hurting, hands and face were swollen. Stomach hugely bloated. Throat sore. Tired. Cranky and short tempered. Slow… My brain was moving at snail pace. My belly hurt and really hated me. All that bread was just sitting on my chest and wouldn’t go down. I’ve had trouble digesting wheat for years but continue to crave and eat it.
Through trying raw on and off in the last year, my craving have begun to change. The above list of food was my hedonistic dream in the past. I still crave food now but I crave home made instead. Traditional Gujarati food. It’s a relief. I’ve eaten enough chips and pizza to fill 5 lifetimes.
The result of the binge:
My heart lifts at the sight of the leftover junk food all over the house; my stomach immediately responds with a nauseous churning. Making me immediately turn right around and walk the hell away.
That means I can now live with junk food all around me and still stick to my diet.