Wow!! That is the first time I have had to actually type/write the year and it seems wrong and weird and makes me feel really old when I compare it to the year I graduated from high school (vomit).
I apologise for my lack of blogging but I made my husband a promise that I would not get on my laptop whilst he was home on holidays. I promised that we would enjoy family time and gaze lovingly into each others eyes and that I would not kill him in his sleep (seems fair enough)
My promise was kept and technology barely crossed my mind, although the unlimited poolside cocktails and catch ups with family and friends made the escape from technology that little easier.
So how did I fare over the Christmas and New Years period as a fructose free person?? Someone who has now been on this journey just shy of a year?
DRUM ROLL PLEASE
I ate fructose, mainly in the form of those said cocktails and alcoholic beverages and then there were the pickings here and there on Christmas Day and boxing day and all the way up until the 3rd of January. Why the 3rd?? Well thats when we returned home from our little trip and I decided that I had to stop with the sugar fest because my body was not happy and was punishing me hardcore. Going to the toilet felt like I was passing a watermelon and I don't remember signing up for that.
Christmas Day I had planned to only have foods that I could eat. I went in with the headspace that I wasn't going to be missing out on anything really. I still had a large amount of choice, just no desserts.
We arrived at Mum and Dad's for our annual Christmas Breakfast, with the newest addition to the family that Santa had delivered. "Minnie" our 8 week old Staffy. The best present in the entire universe apparently. The tramp and playground didn't even get a look in. Back to breakfast…. Mum makes this amazing Iced Coffee every Christmas morning. The type of Iced Coffee that could probably solve world hunger and cure cancer if scientists studied this little beauty. An Iced Coffee filled with lots and lots of sugar. Pretty much as soon as I walked in the door and spotted that jug of creamy Iced Coffee goodness I could feel my willpower slipping. It was Christmas day for Gods Sake, what would baby Jesus want me to do… I say drink Iced Coffee.. I tried to focus on the large smorgasbord of other breakfast foods with Mum fussing around me trying to find me something "nice" to drink and I think Dad could read my mind because he said to me "Its Christmas, I want you to enjoy yourself today and not worry about this diet stuff".. And I'm pretty sure he hadn't even finished that sentence when I screamed way too loud that "Im not worrying about the sugar thing today, its Christmas. I'll just have whatever" and with that I dunked my head into the jug of Iced Coffee and so it began.
I have always had the diet mentality of "oh sh*t I ruined my healthy eating, better continue eating crap until its a brand new day, because a brand new day apparently means STOP. I couldn't possibly stop binging on the day I started eating crap.. that would be blasphemous. However this fructose free lifestyle has been completely different. When I have screwed up, its only been short lived. I eat some sugar and it doesn't taste or appeal as much as it did previously to me, so I stop. Christmas Day was the same. I only had that Iced Coffee and then some Ricotta Cheesecake for dessert that night (because my cousin makes a wicked cheesecake) I didn't go crazy like I would have in the past. I had this completely under control. However being the social person, my downfall was my booze intake.
Boxing Day I also declared as "eat whatever I want day" (why the hell not) I may or may not have (i did) eat 8 Ferro Rochers and they tasted amazing. That was the only sugar thing I had on boxing day that wasn't alcohol.
I was feeling pretty good mentally about it all (none of the hating myself guilts I used to get) however I had the biggest stinking headache (and no not from the alcohol). After I ate those Ferro Rochers my head was pounding and I felt yuck, I even had a weird taste in my mouth. I'm pretty sure that was my bodies way of giving me an uppercut to the head.
New Years Eve saw me drink a lot of Canadian Club UDLs and a lot of poolside cocktails. This was where my main sugar hits came from. Vodka and Orange Juice, Fruit Tingles, Rum and Coke… tis the season to get your drink on. I noticed that my stomach looked like I was 3 months pregnant and no matter what I did, I could not even try and suck it in. I was bloated as fark and have not been bloated for over 9 months (great timing as I was in togs poolside drinking).
The biggest shock came on the 1st of Janurary and it was a big one! As gross as it sounds, being fructose free means you are hell regular when it comes to good old number twos. I pointed out to my husband that I had not been to the toilet in 4 days and it all coincided with my first gigantic sugar binge on boxing day with those bloody chocolates. On the 5th day I thought I was going to need a caesarian to get this giant turd out of my body. I felt like I was going to need an exorcism performed because this thing was not coming out.
Long, gross story short, it did eventually come out, but it didn't come easy…. Thanks Sugar… thanks so bloody much.
I pretty much have grazed on some type of sugar product, even if it was only something small for two weeks and in that two weeks I have put on 3.1kg, have somehow found an extra little roll appear on top of my shorts line and feel absolutely disgusting.
Ive gone back to no fructose for the last 3 days and feel so much better for it. My cravings are back a little, but in the form of wanting soft drink, but hey I know that I can do this now. No excuses just jumping back on the fructose free train.
In other news I some how agreed to run a marathon in 6 months time. What the actual feck?? I will just fit in that training with my State Cup Oztag training (another reason to get that sugar out of my life… lycra,lycra, lyrcra.)
Im also working a 3 day week this year as opposed to my 2 day week last year, which should be great (or not) All of this lends plenty of time for training for a freaking marathon!!
I would just like to say a huge Happy New Year to you all and to those just starting this journey, I wish you all the best and hope you stick to it, because the results and lifestyle are better than you could ever imagine. Thank you to those for following my journey and I hope that 2016 I can continue to inspire, embarrass or just make you laugh because your not me.