Getting it done yes, like a pro I must say.
First off, let me apologize to any of my readers for the lateness of my diet follow up. I hope you weren’t sitting on the edge of your seat because I was busy, you guessed it, eating the hell out of anything edible in Montreal. It’s been over a week now, and I assure you I’ve restrained my appetite, a bit. What can I say, doing a diet is boring. Really, really boring.
I promised you total honesty when I first started my diet, so I will show you a glimpse of my food madness. The night my diet officially ended, I ate an entire medium pizza on my own, in a couple of hours yes, but on my own. Why would someone just ruin an entire month’s work in one crazy night? I have no idea. I was just really hungry and wanted pizza. I wanted it so bad I salivated from the moment it was ordered, until the moment I finally got to hold it in my arms. Yes its ridiculous. I had to deal with the worst gas of my life the rest of the evening, but it was worth it.
Appart from my bad taste in celebrating small achievements, I truly am proud of myself for going through with the diet for an entire month. No one pushed me into it. Yes of course, it would have been extremely embarrassing, having started this short series of articles, to admit defeat to myself and to the rest of the world. But in the end, a month is absolutely insignificant in a life time, and is soon forgotten.
What I most appreciated from doing a diet was rebuilding my relationship with fresh ingredients. The moment you stop making anything from scratch is the moment you should start fearing for your health. Honestly. For anyone out there considering a diet, forget about it if you can’t cook. You’ll last about a day. I love cooking, but doing this diet has not only reinstated the idea of buying all the fresh ingredients I can, its also rebuilt a bit of confidence in my cooking instincts, which I’d lost over the years.
Appart from the wonderful recipes I discovered, there was a definite change in my digestion. It is great to have a flat stomach, even after a meal. No more embarrassing bloating, and no more awkward feeling of having eaten way too much. I really did feel great last month, so much so that I went out, bought running shoes, and a running outfit. I don’t know what one should call running clothes. This might not be such a big deal to you, but for anyone who knows me, taking that step towards actually working out is an achievement in itself, and I’m sure most of my friends wouldn’t even believe me if I told them.
I haven’t tested my running shoes yet, but I do intend to. I kept my promis of buying a bike, and have been using it a lot. The sun is coming out, and every Montrealer is probably feeling as restless as I am. I hope to have learned a lesson with in doing a diet, not only about what I eat, but in how I feel about myself. Terrace season is upon us, though, and Montreal is already starting to buzz. Let’s just hope these words of wisdom won’t be forgotten to soon…