Today marks the end of an accomplishment for me: I've been doing a five day sugar detox this week, and today is the final day of it.
Let me back up just a bit to give you some history and then I'll circle back to the detox.
Everyone jokes about the quarantine fifteen, and though I choose not to make the scales an active part of my life, it's extremely safe to say quarantine wasn't kind to me in the eating and working out departments. Ryan and I enjoyed cooking (a lot!) while we were home together, and once his hospital closed down to visitors, I couldn't go use the treadmill or other workout equipment anymore.
Then we went through the busy season of saying goodbye to everyone as we prepared to move, which meant many goodbye meals. It was also the busy season of packing, which meant grabbing food on the go, because we didn't have (or take, rather) time to stop and cook properly. And then we spent the weeks in transition, when we were in training, living out of boxes, and everything was a mess.
Then we were "back to normal," except it was a normal I'd never known before. Working in this job is a strange thing when it comes to time. There is the beautiful perk of living and working in the same space that allows us to walk out of our work office and into our kitchen in about eight seconds flat. I thought, coming in, it would be easy to meal prep and cook every day because I could work while I cooked.
In reality, the days are much more haphazard. We have many meetings that seem to settle around lunchtime. That usually either means that meals are provided (pizza!) or because I'm in the meeting, I don't have the time to prep that I imagined I would. Other days, right about the time I get ready to make lunch, a tenant has a need, and that delays meal prep. Or the phone rings...or someone needs a ride...or something else comes up. Long story short, it's not as easy to prep meals as I thought. And it can be the same at dinnertime, actually.
So when you add up all these things, they equal the quarantine fifteen, the moving fifteen, and the new job fifteen.
It finally became a matter of conviction for me. God reminded me that my body is a temple and I need to honor Him with it - and I can't be the best me I can be if I'm not properly feeding and fueling myself. Then He dropped the sugar detox email in my box - apparently I was on a mailing list I didn't even know I was on, and when I clicked on the link to see what it was about, I received an additional email thanking me for signing up.
So I promised God I would do it. Five days of no sugar to jump start my system back into healthier eating habits.
On one hand, it's been an extremely hard week. I traded in my coffee creamer for unsweetened almond milk. I gave up my lunch and dinner desserts, my late night bowl of cereal, and occasional sugar-filled snacks. And lattes. And chai. And salad dressing. And granola. And not that I consume these regularly, but I also kissed fast food, pizza, and pop goodbye for five days. On the other hand, it was a helpful week, because this detox did allow for natural sugars, so I could have fruit. I may not have survived without fruit.
Ryan ate the meals with me, though he did have some additional snacks and foods I couldn't eat this week, and I was fine with that. It wasn't his conviction to do this detox, nor does he have the struggle with sugar that I have.
I did a lot of praying this week - asking God to help me put my focus on HIM, where it should be, rather than on the food I craved. He gave me some verses that I've hung onto when I've wanted to just quit everything and have a frappe.
Today I'm celebrating the fact that I completed this detox. (Or I will celebrate tomorrow morning when the five days are completely behind me.) I'm celebrating the times I powered through when I wanted to quit. I'm celebrating Ryan's support of me and his encouragement when I felt awful. And speaking of feeling awful, I'm celebrating that I didn't feel nearly as awful as I thought I would. I had one day when my head hurt and I felt sluggish, and of course I had my fair share of crankiness, but other than that, it was okay!
And today I also purpose to figure out a way to make meal planning and prep happen, even with our crazy schedule. Even when mornings start early and lunchtimes have meetings and nights go until well after midnight.
Part of our job is to set a good example for our tenants - and some of them haven't learned much about nutrition. I can't show them the way to good nutrition and eating/exercise habits if I'm not practicing them myself.
So that's where I am on this Friday in the middle of October in a pandemic year. I'm facing my own choice to not make the best choices, and I'm choosing to do a better job!