2.20.2012

United We Stand... A House Divided No More

It finally happened.  For the first time in three years and two months, there is not a trace of milk in my husband's refrigerator.  When Matt and I first started dating - I ran.  A lot.  And I ate - mostly meat and vegetables.  Fruits.  Nuts.  And a lot of black beans and rice.  Because that was good a darn good protein and energy source.  Or so I thought.

Long story short - we got married.  I slipped way back into some old habits.  I got fat.  Many of you reading this understand how difficult it is to live in a house where one (or more) parties insist that there is nothing wrong with the way they eat and refuse to change any habits... which makes it even more challenging for us to stand our ground, eat the right foods, and not sneak a granola bar (or six) in moments of weakness.

After the hospital, I knew things had to change.  If I was going to reclaim my life (at least part of it), then I had to make a change.  I had remembered reading a blog post a long time back about "A House Divided" and how one woman managed to take control of her eating when her husband wasn't going to change any of his habits... so I went back and reread how she managed to succeed.  Creating MY shelves - in the cabinet and the refrigerator would be the first place I would start.  And I decided, that if I were to ever succeed at changing my husband's habits... the only way would be to lead by example.

I had been living ~85% Paleo... off and on since fall 2009, but couldn't quite get a grip on going all in.  In August 2011, I made the ultimate decision to cut the BS and get my butt moving.  I reorganized the kitchen in a way that would help ME succeed.  I'm lucky the hubs is an easy going guy.  When he came home, half of the pantry and fridge were in the trash.  The other half was divided accordingly - Dania Friendly and everything else.  The refrigerator looked much the same, but I have since cleaned the slimies off the shelves and removed the labels.  For me - it was incredibly helpful to keep my eyes focused on ONLY the food that I knew I could have.  I wouldn't even let my eyes wander to the loaf of marble rye or the Quaker Chewy Candy Granola Bars.

From August 2011 until January 1, 2012 - there have been a lot of great changes in my body.  Don't ask me how much weight I've lost... because honestly, I don't know.  I don't really even care to tell you the truth.  If you want to know how I got to that point, e-mail me and we can talk privately.  I have discarded a lot of post-wedding fat clothes.  I just feel "clean" and healthy(er) than I have in a long while.  I made it through the holidays eating clean.  I lost it after Christmas and the hubby's birthday - right about the time I came down with the flu or pneumonia or something gross and icky that pinned me down for a month.  But January 1 - I started the Whole30 and made it 29 days.  A little skydiving "mishap" sent me off track for a week.  But I was happy with how I was feeling and the direction I was moving and decided to go another 30 days before my trip to Austin for the PaleoF(x) Symposium.  All my Paleo/Primal/Nutrition idols are going to be there and I want to be able to clearly understand their language.

And that's when it happened... as we all sat around on SuperBowl Sunday and I noshed on almonds and dried fruit from Trader Joe's, my husband turned to me with pizza sauce still lingering on the corner of his mouth and asked when I was going to start my next Whole30.  "I want to do it with you."  I almost puked up my bacon wrapped scallop.  I couldn't believe my ears.  He was serious.  And so I spent the next week preparing him - explaining the rules.  Explaining that this isn't just eating Paleo.  This is the real deal - a body cleansing, mind changing, thought provoking EVENT.  Especially for a guy who is transitioning from a diet of cereal and dairy-laden coffee for breakfast, sandwiches for lunch, and a quick burger or candy bar on the late nights he's out in the field for his job... it's not going to be easy.

He's made it to Day 9 so far.  And I'm so very proud of him.  My incredible husband has spent one night away from home and worked incredibly late out in the field another night... and both times has made excellent choices for dinner - meat and vegetables!

I have been taking pictures of some of my meals and meal prep, as I am often asked "What do you eat?"  "What do you prepare for the week?"  "What do you snack on?"  I'll probably start posting a weekly summary with some of the different concoctions - but I have to say that the two ladies that continue to inspire me and keep my kitchen smelling amazing and full of new flavors are NomNomPaleo and TheClothesMakeTheGirl.  I can't get enough of their wit, sarcasm, inspiration... or recipes!

Stay tuned for food pictures... Don't be ashamed to admit you like the food porn.  We all do.  Here's a little teaser:

1 comment:

  1. i hate everything in that picture. Sunday it took me three deep breaths and some chanting to down one spoonful of peas and carrots (COOKED! it was a big day for me).

    and you know how i feel about shrimp...little...creepy...boneless fingers [shudder].

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