And so the second week begins.

I don’t know who reads this – if anyone – but let me assure you, we did not arrive in the second week of the Autoimmune Health Reset without some major mood swings, unhappiness and deep desires to quit.

Let me state my case here.  I deeply believe that food is healing, that what we put in our bodies determines our experience of life (high energy, low energy, bloating, discomfort, glowing skin … the results of food run the gamut).

But something I am not a fan of in any way?  Restriction.

I know, I know.  It can be very helpful and a strong teacher.  But I really struggle with restriction.  Tell me I’m never allowed to have another chai latte?  Result – I drink two a day for infinity.  Tell me chai lattes are making me feel like shit but it’s not off limits?  The choice is mine?  I’ll probably comply.  I’m difficult like that.  I like to make the decision myself.

It makes me a very bad participant in health resets.

Listen, we’re doing okay.  I think we’re both hungry most of the time.  I know I certainly am.  I spend time every day reading other participants’ experiences, troubles, etc.  It doesn’t inspire me to keep going and be happy about it.

I have to dig deep. I have to remember why I started.  Even when it’s hard.  Even when I want to quit.  (Which I do, every single day).  Especially when both the husband and I are super cranky because we’re both super hungry.  And dinner is hours away.

Anyway.  Week Two is off to a great start.  Only fourteen more to go.  And chicken and Brussels sprouts on the menu for dinner.  With bacon.  That can’t be that bad, right?

Right?

Xoxo, g