StudentforLife
10-28-2006, 09:55 AM
I know I can be honest on this forum because everyone here has been so supportive.
Last night a made a mistake-well I guess it can't be called a mistake because it was intentional.
I am almost three weeks into my raw food challenge and doing well. The past few days the cooked food cravings started coming on stronger than usual. Last night I cracked. I was too tired to prepare a meal for myself and before raw my husband and I used to eat out all of the time. When my husband suggested that we go out to eat I knew that all I could have was a salad, but I already had a salad for lunch and the green smoothie for breakfast, so that frustrated me even more.
I finally gave in to my cravings. I ran out to our favorite sandwich shop and brought some dinner for us. I got my favorite sandwich of all time-Pollo Pesto: sliced chicken with pesto, tomato, sprouts, mayo and cheese on a french roll. Before raw I was so in love with the taste of this sandwich I could have eaten it every day.
So I sat down, opened the deli paper, brought the sandwich to my lips, sighed and said "here we go," and took a bite....
Now, there were a lot of thoughts going through my mind at this point: Would this lead me to snowball and go back to my uncontrollable eating ways? Would I get sick? Would I be guilt ridden for giving into my cravings?
I started to eat the sandwich and suddenly stopped mid-chew.....strange.....this tastes different.....and not in a good way. I took another bite to make sure I wasn't imagining this. I wasn't. This sandwich that I had worshiped,(yes I use the word worship because that was how I used to feel about food), now tasted awful.
After dinner I told my husband the experience I had and he found it very interesting. I told him how I had heard that on a raw diet your taste buds change, but I had no idea it was this dramatic.
All of a sudden I got really emotional with tears in my eyes because I realized that even though in some ways it looked like I failed, I had actually won. With eating this cooked food and practically gagging on it, I had a major epiphony: My raw food diet has changed me forever, and the change is a marvalous one. I want to be raw forever.
Last night a made a mistake-well I guess it can't be called a mistake because it was intentional.
I am almost three weeks into my raw food challenge and doing well. The past few days the cooked food cravings started coming on stronger than usual. Last night I cracked. I was too tired to prepare a meal for myself and before raw my husband and I used to eat out all of the time. When my husband suggested that we go out to eat I knew that all I could have was a salad, but I already had a salad for lunch and the green smoothie for breakfast, so that frustrated me even more.
I finally gave in to my cravings. I ran out to our favorite sandwich shop and brought some dinner for us. I got my favorite sandwich of all time-Pollo Pesto: sliced chicken with pesto, tomato, sprouts, mayo and cheese on a french roll. Before raw I was so in love with the taste of this sandwich I could have eaten it every day.
So I sat down, opened the deli paper, brought the sandwich to my lips, sighed and said "here we go," and took a bite....
Now, there were a lot of thoughts going through my mind at this point: Would this lead me to snowball and go back to my uncontrollable eating ways? Would I get sick? Would I be guilt ridden for giving into my cravings?
I started to eat the sandwich and suddenly stopped mid-chew.....strange.....this tastes different.....and not in a good way. I took another bite to make sure I wasn't imagining this. I wasn't. This sandwich that I had worshiped,(yes I use the word worship because that was how I used to feel about food), now tasted awful.
After dinner I told my husband the experience I had and he found it very interesting. I told him how I had heard that on a raw diet your taste buds change, but I had no idea it was this dramatic.
All of a sudden I got really emotional with tears in my eyes because I realized that even though in some ways it looked like I failed, I had actually won. With eating this cooked food and practically gagging on it, I had a major epiphony: My raw food diet has changed me forever, and the change is a marvalous one. I want to be raw forever.