I think I was just a tad bit cocky going into this 21 day sugar detox. I thought since I eat fairly paleo compliant most days, I wouldn't have much trouble. WRONG! Even though I didn't eat many grains or much sugar before the detox, I still had that option if I want to indulge in, say, a bowl of delicious peanut butter and chocolate ice cream that my husband brought home on day 3 (grrrrr). I could eat a bowl and move on. Not so fast. I now have to consciously make a decision about everything I put up to my mouth. Which is a good thing. I think. Here's the good, bad, and ugly eight days in:
The Good:
-Increase in energy level over the past few day
-I sleep like a baby (Why do we say that? My babies never slept. Like ever.)
-I don't have that gross, bloated feeling after each meal
-My clothes fit better and I've lost a few pounds
-I read every nutrition label for everything I put in my mouth
The Bad:
-Headaches. Oh goodness, the headaches. The first few days were brutal. The sugar withdrawal, even for someone without a ton of sugar consumption, was hard. That seems to be getting better in the past few days.
-I miss fruit. Like big time. Going to the farmer's market is like being in a torture chamber. The berries! The peaches! All so yummy this time of year.
-Social settings with tons of food are tough
The Ugly:
-I had a minor slip up on the Fourth of July and indulged in a few beers. That was it though. How can you celebrate the Fourth without beer? I resisted my mom's homemade ice cream, which was the true test. It was beer or ice cream and I chose beer.
-Shhhhh, don't tell the detox police, but I have had a green apple and a green tipped banana in the SAME day. Yikes!
-I have had a few red apples, mainly because I was out of green ones. And they are just better. There, I said it.
Actually, I shouldn't be too hard on the green apple because it has been my savior for the past 8 days. When you can't eat anything sweet, you really look forward to the one "treat" you can have each day. I dip mine in sunflower seed butter and it's delish. Plus, I once had a student call me "Granny Smith" so it seems fitting.
-Katie