Thursday, October 29, 2015

UPDATE: I Tried Tomatoes Again

...and woe be to me!

I thought that maybe I could get away with cooked tomatoes, as in tomato sauce, because I had a smidge of El Pato on an omelette a few weeks ago not realizing that it isn't hot sauce, but tomato sauce. That didn't bother me at all, but then again I probably only had a teaspoon of it total.

So last night I baked off a spag squash and made some delightful Bison spaghetti sauce with just the tiniest can of tomato sauce you can get your hands on. I ate with abandon; heavens it was delicious. You never really know that you're missing certain foods until you taste them, know what I'm saying? Spaghetti sauce was that way for me, ermahgerd. Anyhoo I ate it and felt fine

for a little while

and then, it hit. 

Acid burning away at my stomach lining, the burn rose to my throat and bloated my tummy to a (luckily small) pregnant pooch. Damn it. Damn it to hell. Tomatoes are a definite no.

On a lighter note (wink-wink) I averaged 149.8 last week, which is more than I want to weigh, so I've been taking it easy on the calorie consumption while also ticking the workouts up a tad. Today I weighed 148.4. A step in the right direction is better than a step in the wrong direction - I'll take it!

Nothing much else to tell you about today, so I'll call it a day.

Peace out, and a happy Halloween to one and all!


Thursday, October 22, 2015

WOW Where Have I Been?

Hola readers of the blog! Sorry it has been so long but I was really into enjoying my vacation and the whole relaxation thing got serious. I didn't open or read my email for 6 whole days - that's a huge, major biggie for me. Totally needed it, and now I'm back and none the worse for the wear, I'd say.

Here's what I did wrong:

The list isn't very long, surprisingly. And all of the sins happened at Disneyland. Shocker!

0. I forgot my probiotics. Again. I swear, going on trips makes me too crazy. I tried to make up for it by purchasing some after Disneyland but the damage was done; I got all kinds of backed up. Sigh.

1. I ate popcorn. Lots of it! Salty, hot, fake butter-y, and delish. I received no stomach upset for this sin.

2. I drank a Coke Zero. I know, I know - it's full of crap but sometimes it just sounds so GOOD. It didn't taste that great though, and I went crawling back water, begging forgiveness for going astray.

3. Yep. I did. I hate my self for it, but I hit the sugar hard.



The weapon: a special 60th anniversary Mickey Mouse chocolate covered caramel apple with marshmallow ears, with the bottom half dipped in white chocolate and decorated with blue sparkle sugar. 

May I be candid? It was awful. It made my teeth hurt, my stomach ache, and my fingers sticky. It was over the top, especially the blue sugar parts. I ate a marshmallow ear first, and Lord did it hit me like a belly bomb! I ate some of the top part, got a few good tooth-fulls of caramel, ate a good portion of the apple, offered it around, and threw it away. There wasn't enough water for me on the planet that night, I was so incredibly thirsty!

So, live and learn. I mean, not that I didn't know, seriously - I freaking know. Sometimes we choose to ignore good sense and go with something else entirely, is all I'm saying. At least I didn't hit the cow's milk! Okay sure, it's in chocolate... but... I'm out of excuses.

Next up: I did follow my diet rules during the cousins weekend in Palm Springs. I went to Whole Foods to get myself some Karen-only supplies, and stuck to them while eating the protein and some of the veg from the feast all around. I was relatively sedentary, got out for a 5-mile run one day, did some light hiking and a quick jog another day, but was mostly content to hang out in or around the pool reading. 

I gained a whopping 2 pounds but I'm on it like a weasel on a hen house because I need that shit off! Can't let the winter gain cycle start or it will get out of hand. I don't have an average weight right now because I was away from a scale for 7 days, but will catch back up with you next week.

I fell way behind on my step counts after getting 25,000 each day at Disneyland. My Fitbit might as well have been dead, I didn't wear it for the majority of the weekend. I spent most of that time in a lounge chair reading, or in the pool floating or having super soaker wars with anyone that happened to be hip to it. I am now feeling the brunt of that laziness! 

So I'm home now, and back to work, and picking  up where I left off with workouts and intervals, I even have a 10k this weekend. I'm glad to be home but I miss the desert warmth, and that will take a few days to get over. 

I haven't added any foods unless you count the popcorn (I didn't, because I looked on it as an anomaly) and I have no intention of adding anything until this weekend at the soonest because my system is still trying to get get over the severe lack of probiotics and fermented veg! And when I do officially try to add something, it will be popcorn.

Just for fun, here's a panorama of the view from the backyard in Palm Springs. Love the house, love the town, love the mountains...




Talk to you soon!

Monday, October 12, 2015

Vacation On The Near Horizon

Is the near horizon even a thing? Maybe what I meant was the in the near future? Event horizon? Definitely not that, what a crap movie!

Regardless of what I mean vs. what I said, we're leaving on vacation tomorrow night. I'm totally psyched and totally worried, because the first place we're going for two glorious days is the happiest place on earth, none other than



What's the problem, you ask? If you've been reading this blog or you know me, I won't have to answer that question for you. Assuming that neither of the previous are true, I will explain like so:



Why? Because they are absolutely frigging delicious. Look at them, all covered in sugar, chocolate, hiding a thick coating of caramel underneath those adorable designs! They are temptation in one photo.

There's another thing I always eat at Disneyland, and it comes under the cover of cuteness (just like everything else in the entire frigging park):



How cute is that bucket??? It's not just cute, but it comes filled to overflowing with hot, salty popcorn guaranteed to send a child into an insane state of hypertension. I ask you, how much temptation can a paleo gal withstand??? I guess I'm about to find out!

Good news: searching for images of the caramel apples just a few minutes ago, I felt my stomach flip and even ache a little. I sincerely hope I can remember that when I'm smelling warm sugar all around me. As for the popcorn, I've been meaning to try it anyway. Not necessarily the non-organic, total GMO stuff though. I imagine what will happen is that hubby will get some and I'll try a few bites. 

Fingers crossed, peeps - this is going to be a big, new test for me and my willpower! 

After Disneyland we have four days in Palm Springs with the hubby's cousins and siblings; every year we take over an estate for 3-4 days and seldom leave the confines (I leave almost daily to get in a run at sea level in the amazing desert). I'll try to write later in the week from the compound, let you all know how I did.

In the meantime, enjoy my vacation!

Peace :-)

Friday, October 9, 2015

UPDATE: Vodka is Evil

K, maybe not patently evil or anything, but it has put a hurtin' on me for almost a full week now. Crying out loud, I would have thought it'd be out of my system but I guess what really happened is that I got "glutened". There are those who argue that there is no gluten in wheat or grain derivative alcohols due to the distillation process (what is bottled is distillate, which is drops of liquid collected from vapor) but I now believe them to be absolutely wrong.

Why? Am I smarter than they are? Probably not (but maybe!) but because my body is telling me differently. Also some folks far smarter than I have written about this, and cautioned Celiac suffers to never drink alcohol derived from wheat or "neutral grain spirits". I didn't want to believe them. I do now. I've experienced the horrific side effects for the past six days, and no matter what I do it seems that the symptoms will only clear with time.

As of this morning, I still have the headache that I've had since the middle of the night Sunday 10/4. I am experiencing gastric distress, retaining water like a sponge, suffering fatigue and feelings of high anxiety. It's annoying! And worse for me, I'm gaining weight without having made any changes to diet or exercise levels. 

Feck, Had I known, I wouldn't have. 

Well I guess I knew but I didn't want to believe. Lesson learned, the hard way, as usual. 

Hey happy Friday all, sorry to be such a Debbie downer but DAMN, this has been a week. Don't make my mistakes, please. Listen to the people who know better, and when tempted to throw caution to the wind for just that one taste of [whatever] that you love but aren't supposed to eat, remember the agony and how doing just one little thing wrong can set you back. As in way back. 

Then don't do it.

I know how hard temptation is to deal with - trust me! I have to wrestle with it every day, sometimes several times. But in the end I know that what I'm trying to do is for my own good, and will elevate my health and enjoyment of life, so why jeopardize that? For a moment of flavor bud bliss?

Don't. Do. It.


Monday, October 5, 2015

UPDATE: One More Time - I'm Stupid!

Monday October 5th, 2015

It's October - OCTOBER! How the hell did that happen? September went by like VOOM! And gone. Thanks for the warning, time. Love it when you just fly by and leave me all confused.

Hokay, so. Instead of adding popcorn as per my previous plan, I decided that I wanted a martini. 

Yes. Did.

It was Saturday, I was feeling lonely for my old friend vodka; it had been 5 months since my last sip of it, you see, and I have a long history with this favorite of all the spirits. Not thinking, or rather thinking incorrectly that since I'd partaken of it for so many years it couldn't possibly bother me, I had one. Just a nice Ketel One martini straight up with a twist, the way I like it. 

It tasted pretty darn good, best one I've ever had as far as I could recall. I drank it slowly, got a little "WOOOO!" and called it good. For about three hours, then not so much.

The headache was a rager, it stayed with me all night and all day Sunday. Tylenol couldn't touch this thing, but that was only half of the problem. The other half was in my stomach, which felt a lot like I'd swallowed molten tar or something - it didn't just hurt, it burned, but not in that heartburn kind of way. It was absolutely miserable. 

I also had some shorter bouts with brain fog, hot flashes, dry eyes, blurred vision... as if I'd been poisoned. Because I was, only I did it to myself quite willingly.

Live and learn another tough lesson: just because you didn't think you reacted to something prior to elimination and deprivation, that doesn't mean you didn't! Think about it, the whole body was being bombarded by reactions constantly, so stacking reactions on top of each other OF COURSE you wouldn't note a reaction. Duh. 

I know this, and yet I try to convince myself - I just occasionally want to feel "normal" again, and sip a lovely martini with my hubby. Sigh...

That said, there is a vodka made from sweet potatoes that I want to try... 

Shaking my head, rolling my eyes; yep, I get it.