Week 2
Days 3-7
So, here we are. The end of week two. Apart from my ever increasing weight, I don't think there's much more to report. Apart from the fact that I can't stop eating.
I can't stop. I. CAN'T. STOP.
I think it's because with the reintroduction of wheat/ gluten, I'm eating so many refined carbs which, in turn, are just turning into sugar and, subsequently, are making me crave MORE refined carbs. What a vicious cycle. The great thing about not eating gluten and wheat is that I don't ever buy things containing them. Sounds logical, right? Right. As you *may* have fathomed if you read my other blog, trouble free treats, restrain isn't a word that features highly in my vocabulary. If I have a bar of chocolate/ packet of biscuits/ box of cereal in the house I just can't stick to a serving. I will eat the lot. This is why I never buy them. If they're not there, I can't eat them. Now that I *have* to eat gluten and wheat I have to keep food stuffs such as breads, cereal and biscuits in. So, half a loaf of bread later and the level of crippling stomach pain is only matched by my seething self hatred. Ah, dear. From Monday this must stop, because not only am I going to be left with bloated gassy weight to shift, I'm going to have real life chub to contend with. Last summer I was at my absolute heaviest weight wise and my absolute lowest self esteem wise. I'm not heading that way again. Even if the biopsy is negative for coeliac, I know there are real and measurable reactions happening with the inclusion of wheat and gluten in my diet so I won't be continuing to eat them. Even if it has made the weekly shop a heck of a lot easier/ cheaper.
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