1 week in and I had my first intense craving for a glass of wine last night. I think it is also the fact that I'm day 3 into quitting sugar.
When I cook I like to nibble, which is one of my major downfalls in past weight loss attempts. As I was roasting vegetables and waiting around to put the next thing on I found myself franticly searching the pantry and cupboard drawers for something munch on. I couldn't just relax and potter around because I was missing my two favourite distractions, food and a glass of wine.
What quitting sugar has made me realise it exactly how much I was consuming when I was just having "little nibbles" here and there or a glass of juice or a bottle of wine. Now before eating anything I inspect the ingredients list. If sugar is listed I put it back on the shelf. If sugar is not listed I still double check there is less that 3g of sugar per 100g.
I now am acutely aware of just how much extra sugar I was eating everyday. And I'm so proud of myself for resisting both the sugary treats and the vino last night, when I could have easily just given in. (There was one really sad moment where I picked up someone's glass of wine and had a sniff - it wasn't that appealing to be honest). By the time dinner was on the table I just had half of my meal, I think I was so sick of thinking about food. But the great thing is I now have some delicious left-over Ottolenghi vegetable tart for lunch. YUM!
So I thought I'd just take a moment to check in with my body this morning and acknowledge the great things that are happening after just one week of no booze and 3 days of no sugar.
The skin on my face is looking fantastic. I have been struggling with little bumps and pimples on my chin for the last few years. This morning I have notice a dramatic difference in the texture of the skin on my chin, cheeks and forehead. I may just be imagining it, but I'm pretty sure that the fine lines that I was scrutinizing on my forehead are not as noticeable as before - maybe that just because of all the extra water I'm drinking now.
I feel more alert and awake. I still struggle to bounce out of bed, but I'm hoping that the healthier my liver gets the stronger my metabolism will be and the energy levels will continue to rise.
The emotional roller-coaster has plateaued. I can go from super happy to incredibly cranky very quickly and over the last few days I feel like I've been less likely to snap and react negatively to things beyond my control.
I feel stronger in my body. I now take stairs two at a time without even thinking and have more spring in my step everywhere I go.
I'm smiling more - I walk through crowded Town Hall and over the Pyrmont Bridge on my way to work with a smile on my face. I enjoy the little things like the warm sunshine and curious cockatoos flying between the masts of boats on the harbour. Instead of being inwardly focused on how sick I'm feeling or how hungover or tired or woe-is-me, I'm now looking out and enjoying things around me.
I feel like I'm uncovering who I really am. I think that alcohol has defined who I am for such a long time now. This is finally peeling back the layers and allowing me to see the real person beneath it all. Its going to be quite a journey over the next few weeks.
I can't wait to see how I feel in the next few weeks. I've booked a treat for myself on November 20. A massage and facial to celebrate the half-way point of of my ethanol eliminating 56 days. So there's something to look forward to and keep my spirits up in times of doubt.