I do. I ate pasta five times a week as a teenage and on into my early twenties. I didn’t really have any consequences from that either. If I gained a few pounds, all I did was work out a little more and skimp on a meal or two and POOF…fat loss occurred.
I remember my daily routine when I was 21 and it was the best time of my life. I worked from 10:00am till 8pm Monday through Friday. My job was awesome…little stress except that I needed to look good. I was a receptionist for a doctor who took care of celebrities in Hollywood, CA. I was the face of the company, so had to have a decent body. I would party with my friends at bars 4-5 nights a week and still go to work every day on time….Thank God for the 10am start!!
I remember one time, I had gained a few pounds…okay, 20 lbs. I joined the gym, Bally Fitness, and started going every day after work. I would come home, make a bowl of past and melt Velveeta on it (cringe) and eat that….and only that. Then I would shower and go to bed only to do the same routine all over again. Not only did I feel great, but I lost those 20lbs in about a month and a half.
Fast forward 15 years, and 4 c-sections later. I’m a good 50 lbs overweight, I’m diagnosed Celiacs (didn’t know what that was at the time), and I can’t lose weight to save my life. How did my body change so much in those 15 years. I mean come on! I know having babies changes a woman’s body. But while pregnant I ate pretty healthy, didn’t smoke, drink, or do any drugs. I breastfed all four of my kids, but they were so close in age (about one year and 3 months apart each) that my body didn’t have to recover.
My teeth were practically rotting out of my head. I went to the dentist and had over 15 cavities and had to have two teeth pulled. And I brushed and flossed and used mouthwash….I wasn’t a candy person either. My body was beginning the breakdown. It couldn’t cope with everything that was happening. And the cherry on top? My marriage was falling apart as he was abusive both physically and mentally. I didn’t know it at the time, but he was sleeping with everything that walked.
The stress of everything that was happening to me really took its toll. I was 250lbs, sick all the time, my heart skipped beats constantly, I was on edge, and if someone popped a ballon near me, I’m sure I would be like a cat with its nails dug into the ceiling hanging upside down.
It would still be many years late before I figured out what was wrong. I was just stuck in a cope scenario. Cope with stress…cope with sickness…cope with divorce etc. Now, I’m 45 and I FINALLY figured out what is wrong with me….It wasn’t just one thing. That’s why I decided that 2019 was the year of Heather….the year of ME! I was going to take back my health.
Research has shown me that I needed to change a lot of things….diet….stress response…etc. Dump the crap in my life in order to feel good. It is 2 steps forward, one step back though. At 44 I had my first allergy and actual blood test for Celiacs disease. I guess there are two main types; one is common. I have the common kind. I also found out that I have a sensitivity to rice, which I love. But guess what?! Rice makes you fat! Yay! Just take everything away from me universe!! (I’m shaking a closed fist into the sky).
I’m going to be doing another water fast next week. Monday to Wednesday if anyone wants to join me. But I will be taking Dr. Eric Berg’s electrolyte powder, and trace minerals this time.
More on my life later…..thanks for reading.