I am feeling rotten this week; I have a urinary tract infection. Sorry if this is “tmi” but it does relate to the topic of my diet. Every time in the past 5 years that I have decided to eat healthier, lose weight, diet, etc., I have developed a uti about 2 weeks into it. I don’t know why it happens, probably something to do with chemistry, hormones, dehydration, ph balance, acidity, whatever. When I began this new way of eating a few weeks ago, I was positive it wouldn’t happen this time. After all, this was a lot more than just cutting calories. This was getting my system balanced, lowering acidity and raising alkaline. But 2 days ago . . . here we go again. I’m convinced that there is a more healthy natural way to get rid of my uti and heal my body than with antibiotics, but I’m just too new to all this and feeling too awful to think about it right now. Like they say, the best offense is a good defense.
When I’m extremely tired or not feeling very well, I tend to fall back to so-called comfort foods. My version of comfort food isn’t mac and cheese or meatloaf; mine is invariably something smooth, creamy, cold and at least a little sweet. My go-to comfort foods are things like flan, tapioca pudding, or even a jello parfait, not one of which is good for me. Nevertheless this week I have been indulging in my comfort foods. Why is it that when we are feeling down in some way, whether it be physically, mentally or emotionally, we crave certain foods? Why at times of distress aren’t our bodies crying out for foods that are actually healthy instead of those things that will only make our problem worse in the long run? Maybe it does work that way for people who have rid their bodies of the nasty toxins lurking in our systems; who have retrained their taste buds. I’m sure there is some nutritional scientific answers for such questions but today I feel too yucky to give it serious contemplation. Meanwhile would someone please bring me some Crème Brule?
I’ve been doing fairly well with my new-found eating style. I haven’t really had much of a problem giving up refined sugar like I thought I would . . . until today. It’s that time of year again; the time when Kit Kat sells their (in my humble opinion) greatest creation by the bagful. They take white chocolate Kit Kat bars, artificially color them orange and sell them as Halloween candy. I can’t resist white chocolate Kit Kats. Why do they do this to me? Why do they tempt me to the dark side every year? Of course, it’s not my fault for giving in to the temptation laid before me. I can’t really be expected to use my own willpower to overcome it, right? Before you ask, yes I did read the ingredient list and yes I was horrified by said list. Yes, I do realize what I’m putting into my body and yes I do feel terribly guilty. I have almost entirely avoided all sweeteners (except for small amounts of raw unfiltered honey) for a month now. I’ve given in about twice a week, each week, for a few glasses of sweet tea and a couple of sodas. Not bad considering my previous daily Sonic habit and daily quart of sweet tea. Yes I’ve improved greatly . . . until today. Oh well, tomorrow is another day.