To Change or Not to Change? (My Name)

Hey readers. I got married! Awesome wedding post is coming up but I had some thoughts today and wanted to write them down for the blog.

This post is about my decision to change my name.

Those of you who knew me when I was married the first time might know that I changed my name at the insistence of my ex despite the fact that he previously was totally on board with me keeping my birth name. I did the dual last name thing and saying my name sounded like reciting a coffee order at Starbucks, always ending with “two last names no hyphen.” So I didn’t want to do a dual name or hyphenated name. It was a hassle the first time and I wasn’t that into it.

The same weekend I got married (the first time), I got my birth name tattooed onto my right ankle. It was my first tattoo. It says “Reed” in a script font. My sister has a matching one. I was a little salty about changing my name and felt like he had forced my hand and essentially thrown a tantrum and manipulated me. What better way to stay attached to my prior life than to tattoo it onto my body for all eternity, right?

Only months into my first marriage, my ex “gave me permission” to change my name back legally. This cost over $100 in legal fees plus the cost of new ID, etc. Bummer. Twice the name change means twice the hassle and twice the cost of new ID. So this time around I wanted to make a decision and stick with it. Stephen told me he was 100% okay with whatever I decided and he did not have a preference. (WOW AMAZING YES).

Then there are the feminist concerns. Down with the patriarchy! Women aren’t property! Name changes upon marriage are archaic and horrible! Are they? Is it really antifeminist to change my name to my husband’s name? What about combining names into a cool hybrid (Herreed? Rerron? Reedron? No, those are not great.)? What about picking a totally new name from a favorite show or book to celebrate your love and unity without having to have a winner? I wasn’t super into those ideas either and neither was my husband. The true feminist way to do things is HOWEVER YOU WANT. Feminism is about equality and choice.

What about my own family of origin? My dad had no sons, so if my sister and I don’t “carry on the family name,” then Reed dies a sad, pathetic, flopping death at the roots of our family tree. Only, it really doesn’t. It’s fine. There are more Reeds out there, and seeing my aunt chronicle our genealogy going back centuries has actually really helped with this concern. I’m not any of those names on my family tree through the ages. I was a Reed and that was cool. And now I’m a Herron and that’s cool too. I’m me. I’m Caitlin.

What about what other people would think? Will people think I’m bowing to the patriarchy if I change my name? Will people assume we’re unmarried with kids out of wedlock if I have a different last name than my children? Do people still say “wedlock”? Does any of this matter and does anyone’s opinion affect my life at all? Spoiler alert: No. Only my opinion matters about my name. My husband gets a slight vote. If he had a strong preference I would take it into account but this man is not the type to try and force me into something I don’t want to do (wow, this is quite nice).

I had tied my identity up with being Caitlin Reed for a really long time. Through years of therapy and self-help books, I finally felt like I had healed and blossomed into who I was meant to truly be. Caitlin Reed was a cool chick. However, maybe it’s the fact that I’m older and wiser than I was the first time I got married or maybe it’s just because I got married for reasons other than crippingly low self esteem, but I felt really good about changing my name this time.

I want to be a family. I want to start something new. A new chapter of my life. And I’m starting it as Caitlin Herron.

065 Purple Heron copy

Majestic AF, flying away from the haters.

Photo source: http://www.pers-birding-pages.com/www.pers-birding-pages.com/Purple_Heron.html

Do you want to know the secret reason? The reason that really sealed the deal for this decision? Do you want to know? I will tell you.

It’s the bird puns now available to me.

#NoEgrets
#NotBittern

Last minute lazy minimalist cleaning spree tips

My sister and her friend are coming to town on Thursday evening. My house is a little, shall we say, messy. I’m still working on getting our shared domicile into minimalist shape.
Last night I was out of the house, ordering a new couch (thanks mom and stepdad, for pitching in as a wedding gift!) and going decoration/craft supply shopping for a little bit of wedding flair. So I missed a day of cleaning. To my credit, I did get a lot of laundry done over the weekend!
Here’s what the rest of the week looks like.
 
TUESDAY: THEY WILL BE HERE IN TWO DAYS
Focus: laundry, bathroom, office
  • Change the sheets on our bed
  • Clean the bathroom
  • Wash all towels, sheets, and shower curtain
  • Bonus points: Start washing blankets
  • Get all trash and recyclables out of office
  • Bonus points: Remove rug from office, place in sad rug limbo on front porch where the rugs I keep forgetting to move to the curb live
  • Sweep office
  • Clear office futon of all mess and clutter
  • Clean desk off
  • Scoop basement litter boxes
WEDNESDAY: THEY WILL BE HERE TOMORROW
Focus: living room, Zoe’s room (Zoe is my cat, and she has her own room), laundry
  • Take the “donate pile” in the living room to an actual donation place, for real, or just light it on fire, but stop ignoring it, Caitlin, just stop
  • Sweep the living room (Bonus points: Swiffer or steam mop)
  • Completely dump and scrub Zoe’s litter box and refill with new clean litter
  • Change the blanket on the bed to one that is not covered in Zoe fur
  • Sweep and swiffer/steam mop Zoe’s room
  • Have important talk with Zoe about not getting hair on everything she looks at
  • Brush Zoe
  • Take all living room couch blankets to basement to be washed
  • Wash blankets (after vigorously beating fur off them)
THURSDAY: THE DAY THEY ARRIVE. 
Focus: kitchen and catching up on the things I didn’t do Tuesday or Wednesday
  • Sweep the kitchen
  • Wipe down the stove and counters
  • Pretend like you live this way at all times
  • Say to myself, “You are a domestic goddess” over and over again
  • Evacuate ketchup bottles with 1/4″ of ketchup in them into one consolidation bottle; rinse and recycle empties (Goal: No Ketchup Stonehenge ever again)

FRIDAY: THE DAY I CAN MAKE THEM HELP ME
Focus: new couch

  • Remove two couches from living room
  • Hold a summit with the cats to discuss removal of the cat tree that is in literal shreds but they still worship; lose
  • Same, re: two cardboard boxes; lose again
  • Put away 14 cat toys that were under the couches
  • Sweep and swiffer/steam mop couch outlines

Knowing I can DEFINITELY achieve 75% of this list and am SOMEWHAT LIKELY to achieve 100% of this list, I am really excited for my new clean house aesthetic. It’s sure to impress my sister who absolutely knows better.

I used to think being lazy was a character flaw but now I know it’s just a thing. It’s just a way people can be, when they’re not hyper motivated to do things all the time. I get really motivated about some things, and I am lazy about others. And that’s fine. Because when the stuff hits the fan, I can more or less clean my house with three days notice.

Happy cleaning, my sloppy minimalist friends.

How a Bracelet Helped My Anxiety

I am an anxious person. I’ve worked with therapists. I’ve considered medication.

I fixate on negative thoughts that spiral out of control in my head… house fires, car crashes, death of loved ones, infertility…

The anxiety about that last one is what brings me to the blog today, to discuss how a bracelet helped me reprogram my brain to stop thinking negative thoughts and worries about infertility. I’m getting married in less than two months and we are planning to do the whole baby thing at some point in the future. But my brain betrays me, asking, “What if you can’t have kids? What if you have a miscarriage? What if something’s wrong with the baby? What if you never ever have a baby?”

Shut up, brain. You are kind of an asshole.

My solution was to go onto Etsy.com and find a fertility charm. A small token to wear around my neck to remind me every day that I should stay positive. I ended up selecting an amethyst bracelet, which has been a truly genius solution.

Firstly, I seriously hate bracelets. Bracelets, watches, fitness trackers – if it’s on my wrist, it’s driving me batty. This ensures that I notice this bracelet all day long. When it digs into my wrist if I rest my arm on the desktop, I notice it as I readjust it.

Second, I am a person who fidgets with things. I stretch it, remove it, feel the difference between the stone beads, and absentmindedly poke and prod it throughout the day. Each time, I remember to stay positive.

Third, once I get used to wearing a piece of jewelry, I notice it when it’s not on. When I take my engagement ring off to work in the garden or do the dishes, I flip out when I inevitably run my thumb across my ring finger and realize there’s no band there. Same with the bracelet. I now notice it even when it’s not there.

All day long, I’m noticing the bracelet:

  • when i put it on
  • when i see it from the corner of my eye
  • when i touch it
  • when other people comment on it
  • when i fidget with it
  • when i take it off
  • when i forgot to wear it
  • when my brain starts saying those horrible things about how i might not be able to have a baby

And every time I notice the bracelet, I say a small affirmation: “My body knows how to conceive a healthy baby.” The end. I don’t go through every worry or concern, I just say or think “My body knows how to conceive a healthy baby” and move on. Maybe it will happen as soon as we start trying, maybe it will take a few months or longer, maybe we will need to see doctors to help. But my body knows how. It will happen.

And that’s the story of why I wear a bracelet every day, even though I hate bracelets.

The Runch Break

One of the things that helps me the most with anxiety and depression is consistent and regular exercise. June 26 will mark two years since I started a home workout program and actually stuck with it, losing almost 17 pounds and starting my true transition into a healthier lifestyle. As with every habit, it’s easy to get sidetracked and stray from the path. I’m happy to say that I am now “on again” of this on again/off again love of fitness.

I really do love exercising, feeling strong and healthy, and kicking depression and anxiety in the butt naturally.

I wrote about my experience with the Whole30 program earlier this year. Unfortunately, afterward in my “reintroduction of foods” phase I leaned into carbs and grains pretty hard. Carbs are not evil but they sure took away my desire to build each day’s meals around a variety of delicious vegetables. I’m still getting back on my veggie train (but it’s looking good!) The biggest oopsie is that I suggested ice cream on April 1, which turned into ice cream and cupcakes for my birthday on April 12 which turned into “Hey it’s my birthday month” and yet more ice cream and snacks throughout April and WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT, IT IS JUNE NOW.

Ok, I get it. Time to get back on track.

I started doing Couch to 5K training, which has been really good. I feel great when I go for a run. It even helped me with my anxiety because I had been afraid of running by myself but after just one time running on my own with NO RAPISTS OR MURDERERS AT ALL jumping out of trees or bushes to attack me, I realized I was okay. And so I started running in the morning three times a week. And then some idiot cat-called me from his car and I no longer felt that superhero strength. Sigh.

One fateful day (last week) a coworker sent me an article about running during the lunch hour at work. I was dubious… I usually run in the morning before the burning day star burns bright and can scorch my precious porcelain skin. And I don’t normally run with a friend who has been running for years and who will probably make me look like a seal dragging itself along the beach. But I agreed to give it a shot. We went for a run near work. I set the pace and even made better time than normal despite the fact that it was HOT HOT HOT outside and I was feeling super sweaty. We ran two miles and I felt victorious.

We plan to do the Runch Break twice a week, and I will run once on the weekend to make my three runs per week goal for the Couch to 5K program. Woo!

Some practical tips for a Runch Break:

  1. Know your schedule. If you have a strict clock in/clock out, “you literally only have 60 minutes” schedule, you will have to be very aware of your time. You might only be able to do a short 15-20 minute run, but that’s better than nothing.
  2. Wear workout clothes under your normal clothes to save time. I haven’t tried this yet but it’s an option.
  3. SUNSCREEN. The end.
  4. Keep spare deodorant at work. You’re welcome.
  5. Your hair probably isn’t that bad so don’t freak out about not showering.
  6. Use baby wipes or bring a washcloth for a quick rinse off.
  7. Pack your lunch so you spend more time running and less time waiting in line for an overpriced sandwich.

What’s in my Runch bag:

Happy Runching.

Musical Therapy

Have you ever been surprised by a song on the radio that suddenly transports you back to another time or place? It might remind you of a person or a vacation. It might remind you of a relationship or your high school prom. It might remind you of a fight you had with your best friend when you were 8 or the first time you ever kissed someone.

For example, when I listen to Dave Matthews Band’s Before These Crowded Streets album, I’m 11 years old sitting in my dad’s truck and reading Star Wars novels. No kidding. I just looked up “Star Wars novels” on Google to make sure I was remembering correctly, and a Wikipedia page led me to the cover art and I knew instantly that those were the books I was reading around the time my sister and I moved to Texas to live with our father after our parents’ divorce. I can’t tell you anything about the plot but I can feel the pages turn beneath my fingers and I can smell that awesome book smell.

Therisingforce

So mysterious.

I frequently listen to late ’90s and early ’00s popular music. It is my favorite music. It transports me to a simpler time. As an added bonus, some of it reminds me of a friend who is now gone. Hearing music we listened to together as children takes me back to those moments when life was as simple as riding bikes and getting ice cream. Sometimes when I listen to this music, I remember the moment my childhood best friend decided that our favorite bands were no longer cool, and I remember my subsequent decision that I still liked those bands so… whatever, duh.

Added note: Listening to boy band hits as an adult is hard. I want to shake the Backstreet Boys. Stop pressuring this girl into dating you, omg, this is not romantic. “I deserve a try honey, just once, give me a chance and I’ll prove this all wrong.” I love you BSB but you need to go think about your choices.

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1999. A simpler time.

June 26, 2006 was my first date ever, so I’m fast approaching 10 years of relationship history and all assorted musical/emotional connections. I was really into Journey during the summer before college when I started dating my first boyfriend, so certain songs remind me of that time. Not to mention we danced to “Faithfully” at our wedding and I still can’t listen to it without being there in my brain. Fast forward to another relationship, when I had found Steven Page’s first solo album after his split from Barenaked Ladies at a closing Borders bookstore. I was playing it in the car and trying to listen to the lyrics, and this guy I was dating would not stop talking over the music. So now when I listen to it, I still sometimes feel annoyed at this man I have not seen in years.

The soundtrack of my divorce, a mix of Pink and Ingrid Michaelson, is still hard to jam to in my car without feeling all bothered and angry and hurt. The soundtrack of the early days of my relationship with Nearly-Mr.-Me transports me to summertime and the fluttery butterflies of early love. (Did I mention I’m engaged? Yeah. Totally getting married!)

Good or bad, music is strongly tied to memory. In fact, music has been used in clinical trials to help people with memory loss recover some of their memories. Such memories are called “music-evoked autobiographical memories” (MEAMs) and are seen to activate in fMRI scans when the person is exposed to familiar music. This research has great implications for treatment of memory loss from brain injuries and even Alzheimer’s disease. See this article from Psychology Today for more info.

This excerpt from the article is particularly interesting to me as it relates to emotional healing unrelated to memory loss:

“Interestingly, it appears that if you haven’t heard a song in years, the neural tapestry representing that song stays purer and the song will evoke stronger specific memories of a time and place from your past. The memories linked to overplayed songs can become diluted because the neural network is constantly being updated.”

It took me a couple years after my divorce before I could begin to listen to certain songs again. The songs I played on repeat as self-empowering mantras took on the new form of being divorce songs. Whenever I hear Pink’s “So What,” or Ingrid Michaelson’s “Once Was Love,” I can recall vividly the ending days of my first marriage. But as time goes on and I listen to the songs in new contexts, those memories fade. Apparently I’m diluting the neural pathways connecting those particular memories to those particular songs. Not mad.

I would hypothesize (in the un-scientific way a blogger can hypothesize) that survivors of emotional traumas, or even physical traumas, could use music as a way to recreate neural pathways in the brain to disassociate triggering music from the traumatic memory. I can’t speak to clinically-diagnosed depression, anxiety, and other mood disorders because I am not a doctor, but people with a habit of negative self-talk or certain anxiety triggers may be able to use music to help re-wire their own negative patterns.

What a lovely way we might be able to relieve ourselves of emotional burdens.

If you need me, I’ll be having a ’90s dance party. Later, gators.

The Vegan Whole30 – Why and How?

If you’ve been a long-time follower of the Born Again Minimalist blog you’ll know that I have been in the vegetarian end of the pool before (for a total of about a decade, on and off) and repeatedly swam back to the waters of omnivorism. Ethical omnivorism, I called it, or Humaneitarianism. I only ate meat, dairy, and eggs from ethical sources. Animals should have a healthy, happy life followed by one bad day – that was my line of thinking. After all, animal protein and fat have their place in a healthy diet.

Well, y’all, I’ve come back around and I’m feeling confident that I am now well equipped with enough knowledge and research to never feel deprived or lacking nutrition on a plant-based diet. I’m vegan and about 99% sure it’s here to stay. That 1% is for all the people who want to ask me if I’d kill an animal to survive on a desert island. I’ll write more about my decision to become vegan in later blogs. This one’s about the Whole30!

What is the Whole30?

Have you heard of it before? You can get the complete run-down on their website but here’s the basic premise:

Health starts with food. Everything you put in your mouth either helps or hinders your health. Many food types (such as dairy, legumes, grains, sugar, and alcohol) can cause chronic inflammation of the body. The Whole30 removes these questionable foods for a full 30 days and reintroduces them in a slow, controlled manner afterward so that you can test your observations and understand any unknown food intolerances you might have.

The Rules

  1. No sugar or sweeteners of any kind (no maple syrup, agave nectar, honey, coconut sugar, sucanat, cane juice, stevia, xylitol, etc.)
  2. No alcohol
  3. No grain (wheat, rye, barley, oats, corn, rice, quinoa, etc.) or grain derivatives (rice oil, corn oil, cornstarch, rice syrup, etc.)
  4. No legumes (beans, peas, lentils, peanuts, soy)
  5. No dairy
  6. No carrageenan, MSG, sulfites (common additives)
  7. No making “healthy” or “compliant” treats or foods made with approved ingredients

That last one confused me at first. Why can’t I make banana ice cream, dang it? But their reasoning is really good:

Continuing to eat your old, unhealthy foods made with Whole30 ingredients is totally missing the point, and will tank your results faster than you can say “Paleo Pop-Tarts.” Remember, these are the same foods that got you into health-trouble in the first place—and a pancake is still a pancake, regardless of the ingredients.  – See more at: http://whole30.com/whole30-program-rules/#sthash.bF9lEqrQ.dpuf

The final rule was one of the hardest to follow: NO MEASUREMENTS OR SCALE FOR THIRTY DAYS. Yes. You can weigh yourself on Day 1 and Day 31, but no weighing in or taking measurements for the duration of the program. It’s about health, not weight loss. (On a related note, I lost over 9 lbs).

Read the full details and fine print here.

Why Vegan?

Most people on the Whole30 or a paleo diet rely  on meat. Vegans and vegetarians typically use legumes as a plant-based protein source, but I would be without those staple food items for my 30 day adventure.

Where do you get your protein?

This question is the bane of vegan/vegetarian existence. It is the most commonly asked question from meat eaters when someone mentions their plant-based diet.

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For the duration of the Whole30, I ate plenty of nuts, seeds, and seed butter for protein and fat. Also, many plants have a good amount of protein! Green veggies such as spinach and kale, broccoli, brussels sprouts, and asparagus have high protein content, and mushrooms are also a good source of plant-based protein. Green beans, snap peas, and snow peas are “approved” legumes on the Whole30 plan because they are in a green pod and are considered more veggie than bean.

Here is a question for you: Where did your grass-fed beef get all its muscles?

Can a vegan do a real Whole30 or is it modified?

The official recommendations of Whole30 say you can’t technically do the recommended Whole30 plan while vegan, because they recommend a moderate amount of animal protein. They include the following suggestions to doctor the Whole30 to minimally impact gut health while doing a Whole30-ish plan on a vegan diet:

If you simply choose to include off-plan dairy or plant protein in your Whole30-ish plan (this also applies to vegans, save dairy), here are our best tips:

Dairy: Prioritize pastured, organic, fermented sources like yogurt or kefir. You could also use a whey protein powder from grass-fed, organic sources, which would provide the protein you need with fewer downsides than other dairy products (including cheese). You may want to experiment with goat’s milk or sheep’s milk, if you know cow’s milk products aren’t well-tolerated.

Legumes: Your best choices are minimally processed, fermented soy products like tempeh or natto, or organic edamame (soybeans). You can also include non-fermented, organic soy (like extra-firm tofu) and various legumes in rotation. Avoid non-organic soy, processed soy products (like “burgers” and “cheese”), and peanuts.

Grains/Pseudo-Cereals: Avoid all gluten grains, including seitan (which is made from wheat gluten). Pseudo-cereals like quinoa are less likely to cause disruption to the gut or immune system than other grains.

Protein Powders: A hemp- or pea-protein powder is also an option for you, although you’d have to include quite a lot of it in your diet to get any substantial amount of protein. Read your labels carefully to make sure these protein powders include as few inflammatory ingredients as possible.

– See more at: http://whole30.com/2015/06/veg-whole30/#sthash.vOTVhyva.dpuf

But I like to go all in. I followed all Whole30 food restrictions and completed the thirty day experiment with no plant sources beyond those I already discussed. However, I did make a few adjustments to the plan due to my plant-based diet.

Snacks: The official guidelines advise you to have three meals a day and not have snacks. But let me tell you what happens when you eat only vegetables: they take up a lot of room in your stomach without a lot of calories. To get enough calories to function, I had to eat more frequently throughout the day. Check out this representation of caloric density:

Caloric-Density

Totally filling myself up with veggies or fruit would result in about 400-600 calories per meal. In order to eat 1800-2000 calories per day I needed to eat a couple snacks. My go-to snacks were trail mix (mixed raw nuts with raisins and coconut flakes) or an apple with nut or seed butter. Sometimes I would have a sweet potato or baked sweet potato fries as a snack as well, if I was feeling under-carbed.

Fruit: Official Whole30 recommendations advise limits around fruit. They’re not concerned with the sugar or calorie content, but if participants lean on fruit as a sweet treat, then they aren’t getting to the underlying habits and cravings the Whole30 can address and correct. However, following a plant-based diet means that my options for food are fruit, vegetables, seeds, and nuts. I ate a lot of fruit for breakfast every day. It gave me whole-food calories with plenty of micronutrients! Favorite breakfasts were sliced bananas with blueberries, melon chunks, pineapple chunks, or banana smoothies toward the end of the Whole30 when I desperately needed a change.

The Whole30 guidelines also recommend you eat fruit WITH your meals, not alone as a snack. My issue with this is that fruit tends to digest faster than other foods, so I typically try to eat it on an empty stomach to avoid gas and bloating from fermentation in my stomach or digestive tract as the fast-digesting fruit gets stuck behind slower-digesting vegetables and starches. No thanks! I usually eat my fruit for breakfast on an empty stomach.

My Experience and Results

My experience of the Whole30 was basically this:

  1. First week: Massive “sugar hangover,” tired, sluggish, cravings, weird dreams about bread
  2. Second week: Feeling REALLY GREAT about all food options available to me, creative meal planning and recipes
  3. Third week: Coasting. Same old-same old on foods I knew I liked and could cook easily.
  4. Fourth week: Boredom. Ready for this to be over. Not because I can’t wait to have a bean-rice-pizza binge but because this is expensive and I want to be able to eat other things
  5. Bonus: I don’t crave sugar anymore. I get plenty of natural sweetness from fruit and have no desire to run back into the sugar bowl for solace.

Grocery Costs

Yes, I spent more on food than I usually do. In a typical week I spend $50-$75 on groceries to happily feed myself and my boyfriend. On a typical Whole30 week I spent an average of $100 per week. Some of that was random one-off stuff like buying a jar of tahini to make some truly terrible squash based hummus. That is ten bucks I’m kind of mad about. But I am hoping to make actual chickpea hummus with it later so I reserve judgment. (Can you return an open jar of tahini to Whole Foods? Let me know).

Could I have done the Whole30 on a budget? Yes, I think I could. If I do it again, I will be much more careful about my meal planning and grocery budgeting and try to do it on about $50-$80 per week instead of $100+.

I did my grocery shopping at the following places:

  • West Side Market: LIFESAVER. Were it not for the market I could have easily spent twice as much money on produce.
  • Aldi
  • Earth Fare
  • Whole Foods

Exercise and Sleep

I didn’t stick to a workout regime on the Whole30. When I start juggling lots of balls at once, I have a tendency to stress myself out, over-fixate on perfection, and go down the path of disordered eating or thinking. I worked out if I felt like working out, and I slept in when I felt like sleeping in. My main focus of the Whole30 process was to (1) get control of my food habits, and (2) integrate healthy sleep habits into my routine.

 Mood

I feel pretty great! I had highs and lows in my mood as anyone would throughout a month. I was a little irritable in week 1, but not the evil scary monster I expected myself to be. I felt well rested and energetic most days. I feel “lighter” in spirit and body.

Physical Changes

I noticed in the mirror that my belly bulge was going away. Starting the Whole30 at 213.8 pounds, I expected a few pounds of fat loss but wasn’t holding my breath for a big change. Color me surprised when I weighed in on Day 31 to see the number 204.2 staring back at me! That’s a 9.6 pound loss in 30 days with minimal exercise, just focusing on healthy food and sleep.

What’s Next?

The reintroduction phase of Whole30 allows you to slowly reintroduce potential problem foods one at a time and notice any changes or symptoms. Here’s the sample 10-day reintroduction schedule from Whole30:

  • Day 1: Evaluate legumes
  • Day 4: Evaluate non-gluten grains
  • Day 7: Evaluate dairy
  • Day 10: Evaluate gluten

After each day, go back to Whole30 eating for two days while noticing any symptoms or effects from the food. Decide how, how often, and how much to incorporate these foods back into your diet, if you choose to continue eating them at all.

Since I don’t eat dairy as a vegan, I get to evaluate my foods in the reintroduction period over a seven day period. Here’s my plan:

  • Day 1: Evaluate legumes (peanut butter with breakfast, chickpea falafel with lunch, black beans with dinner)
  • Day 4: Evaluate non-gluten grains (oatmeal with breakfast, corn with lunch, rice with dinner)
  • Day 7: Evaluate gluten (sourdough bread with breakfast, Field Roast meat substitute for lunch, non-dairy pizza for dinner)

About Gluten

For a couple of years now, I’ve been largely gluten free. However, I do occasionally have some sourdough bread (the fermentation of the starter helps to break down the gluten to make it easier to digest) or sprouted grain bread (same deal, easier to digest). These foods don’t typically cause me any symptoms that I have noticed. I have had accidental gluten to varying effects, sometimes experiencing bloating and gas afterward and sometimes not. So I know something is going on with gluten and me. In the spirit of trying things, I’m going to reintroduce it to note its effects once and for all.

The Sugar Dragon

My primary goal for this Whole30 process was to eliminate sugar from my diet and destroy my sugar cravings. Before the Whole30, I was eating oatmeal with brown sugar and maple syrup once or twice a day, having dark chocolate several times per week, and enjoying other sugary snacks. For me, sugar is a really tricky food item. It’s 8 times as addictive as cocaine and I have a hard time keeping it in “moderation.” I can quickly become obsessed. For me, sugar is not a healthy food. I don’t plan on reintroducing sugar to my diet anytime soon. If I figure out a safe moderation steam-release on my sugar dragon, I will report back. For me, I think I will stick with fruit.

Soy: Friend or Foe?

There is a lot of research out there on soy. Some sources sing its praises as a heart-healthy, protein-rich superfood. Other sources say it is full of phytoestrogen and gives you man boobs. Since there is so much soy controversy, I plan on keeping my intake limited and not relying on it as a staple food item.

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Can’t stop, won’t stop.

Exercise

Since I can only focus on one giant project at a time without treading the edge of mental dysfunction, I didn’t spend a lot of time focusing on exercise during the Whole30. Afterward, though, I am planning a new fitness regimen that I am very excited about! I’ll be training for a 5K using the Couch to 5K program as well as doing strength training three times a week. The combination of long cardio and strength should help to bust me out of the plateau that the Whole30 helped me break!

Onward and Upward!

Is a vegan Whole30 possible? Yes.

How does it make you feel? Like an unstoppable plant-powered badass.

Would you do it again? I am really not sure. I think I might do a Whole21 or a 30 day sugar detox instead of a complete Whole30.

 

Ode to leggings and not giving a f*ck

Hello, gorgeous!

I’ve missed blogging. I think it’s definitely time I picked that back up.

Today, I am doing something I swore I would never do. I am wearing leggings as pants. My shirt doesn’t even cover my butt. *Gasp*

My judgment of leggings as pants has followed a fun trajectory:

  1. Are you serious? Leggings are not pants.
  2. Leggings should only be worn with dresses or long tunics that cover the butt.
  3. Certain leggings can be worn as pants if they don’t show panty lines and if they aren’t too tight.
  4. WHO CARES, THESE ARE SO COMFORTABLE, OH MY GOD.

Let’s all admit right here and now that what other people wear has no bearing on your life at all, and what other people think of what you are wearing has no bearing on your life at all.

Wear the leggings. Or the geeky tee shirt. Or the ugly Christmas sweater. Or NO BRA. Or makeup. Or no makeup.

Wear whatever you like. Own what you love. (Love what you own).

Letting go of judgments and expectations is the most elastic of all the waistbands.