Adventures in Gluten-Free Vegan Eating (or not)

When I started eating gluten free and vegan, I always had *cheat day* at the back of my mind.  You know, the good old *diet* practice of eating *good* six days a week, then eating whatever on the seventh day.  Except, that doesn’t work when you have developed a food sensitivity.

Hey, if you want to indulge in the *cheat* day, I’m not going to judge you.  But my cheat day turned into a cheat weekend  and, well, it did not turn out well.

Last weekend was rough.  We lost a good friend of ours too young and unexpectedly.  We attended her funeral services Friday evening, and then went to join her family and our friends afterward at a restaurant.  There were enough gluten free vegan choices, including salad and little roasted potatoes, that I should have been content.  But I had had a cocktail, and there was bruschetta.  So I ate it, along with the salad and the little roasted potatoes.  

Saturday I woke up with hives and a very *unsettled* digestive system.  By evening I was feeling better and decided to open up the bottle of wine my daughter gave me for Mother’s Day. (which was very good!)  I hadn’t eaten much, and by the second glass decided that pizza was a good idea.  Not gluten-free vegan pizza.  Full on *regular* pizza.  With olives of course.  Sunday was not a good day for my poor body.  Hives all through my scalp, across my lower back and under my arms.  And, well, many trips to the bathroom. 

Cheat days are no longer worth it.  For me anyway.  The concept of *cheat day* is to treat yourself after being so diligent.  But in my case, I only tortured my digestive system.  That was no treat.  I’m a big advocate of *listen to your body*.  I wasn’t taking my own advice, wasn’t listening, and my body had to *act out* to get my attention.

And I have to wonder, if this is showing up on the outside, what damage am I doing to myself internally?  I am sure the answer is plenty.

I guess I can still have cheat days, they just need to look very different.  Vegan gluten-free ice cream. Vegan gluten-free donuts.  French fries. 

This lifestyle is a journey and a process.  I have an 11 year old granddaughter who is recently diagnosed with Celiacs.  She is adapting so much better than I am.  She is amazing!  I look up to her.  And I can definitely learn from her.

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