Going crackers.

Hello!

I thought I'd better check-in before a week passed between bread-free posts.

This week is starting with a slight re-think. My original idea had been to ditch the bread AND sugar from my life for 30 days. Once I'd allowed myself to be slightly less ambitious and bring sugar back in (for reasons previously explained), I spiralled into a carb-meltdown as I found solace in a pantry of bread-substitutes: pastry, cakes, crackers, crumbles, biscuits. The list could (and does) go on...

Added to this, my very own Friday failure at the curry house, when I conveniently forgot that Naan happens to be bread whilst ordering my usual*.

So. This week I'm going to be cutting back on the carbs (the bread ban remains) and making a conscious effort to include at least one or two of my 5-a-day in each meal. (Not to get too graphic but there was a point, last week, where I thought I might be needing to pop to France and join in one of Lynne's stormy swims to get my dose of fibre for the day).

Now, to catch up with everyone else's experiences so far...



*in that I have no imagination in Indian restaurants, not that I am a frequent visitor. Well, not that frequent anyway.

Proof of the pudding...

...is making the food that your sick relative craves...but resisting the urge to try a spoonful.

I guess this is an easier choice to make today than it will be in a couple of weeks, but I'm proud I've stuck to my guns.

Sarah's subtracting

There are dozens of ideas swirling around in my mind; new things that I'd like to try for 30 days; old things that I shall do in future projects*.

However, my life is currently more chaotic and uncertain than usual. For the past few weeks I've been spending about 70% of my time caring for my sick mother, at her home. My world and my things are miles away and the idea of adding something new to this already novel situation makes me fearful that I won't be able to finish what I start. And I really want to start. And finish.

I'm going to start my taking something away. Not sugar - as Matt did. Bob helpfully pointed out that this would involve removing alcohol, which - although I'm no wino - is my off-duty drug of choice. Instead, I'm going to take bread out of my life for 30 days.

It sounds like a dull and simple task. I almost hope it is, though strongly suspect not.
I look forward to a purposeful 30 days, for all of us.



*there will be future projects, won't there, Bob?