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Banana ice-cream with a couple tablespoons of cacao (more than you think you need) and a dash of cayenne...
Think I found my raw food "vice." I really do love cayenne. Did not realize just how much I love it in my dishes as an ingredient on it's own until I tried it in a sweet "dessert."
Love this diet.
Also, the flax oil is still working. No flare-up for a whole week now. Mild things, but everything's been tolerable, which is a world better than I was doing before I was eating the flax oil. I'm not even high raw. Around 50 percent. Been eating pasta and lots of rice--they're cheap and more economical than buying solely produce at this point in time--when summer hits those things become more affordable, more viable options for me. Plus, I can't digest zuke pasta and I don't always have the veggies that I can digest around, and I find it gives me lots of energy from the easy to digest carbs. Going to the bathroom regularly too--whoop! :) And looking better. :) Also eating far less sugar (though I have in the past and without the flax oil it didn't change the rate of flare-ups--just made me more liable to get sick or break out). As I've reported in the past, I believe cooked grains are a world healthier than nuts/seeds for me on my personal journey.
I am still consuming lots of flax oil of course (btw 1-2 tbsp a day), and even a little bit of other oils (that are not nut oils) on the occasion, of course, so I'm getting my fats. And enjoying them. Flax oil is pretty great on top of a savory dish. Been using lots of cilantro (well, for me anyway...probably up to a cup a day, since that's all I have...I'll have to figure out how to grow it ;) )...I can't get enough cilantro!!!
Had 2500 calories today, 46 grams of protein (perfectly acceptable for a 5'5, petite woman with a high-ish metabolism), 47 grams of fat, 527 carbs (80-15-5, if you wanted to know that :P). I feel...pretty okay for not having slept all night. I seem to need less and less sleep and feel more and more vibrant following all I've learned from what my body reacts to. Had a lovely morning with my boyfriend...oh yeah, what is tomorrow? I guess it's Valentine's Day. Groan. I am only acknowledging it as tinily as I can here, and nowhere else.
Finding myself to be having a much easier time being more cut-throat about food elimination. I have been figuring, if you aim for an A, you can land still an acceptable grade...or if you aim for the moon, you'll at least land amongst the stars. No more moderate, "balancing." Elimination makes the most sense of foods that are potentially irritating me (nuts--I had a cup of nut milk a couple of weeks ago and suffered inexplicably awful back pain for a whole week after....just awful. so those are gone. beans. ruined my digestion a couple of weeks ago. sugar. no point, esp. since I'm very satisfied with banana ice-cream. food is just food, I'm not a foodie, I want to live my life...), and there's no point in eating them when I have so many other options.
My boyfriend called me a foodie last night and I think I know why. For one I'm more curvy than skinny at this point in time...or maybe you could call it, "skinny fat." He is extremely thin and I'm always trying to get him to eat more. His portion sizes are...flipping absurd for his height. It's no shock to me he is sick and tired all the time and then can't figure out why, and it makes all the sense in the world to me that this is why the vitamin supplement I gave him is helping so much...he's getting vitamins he's been missing out on thanks to not eating enough. I found this very obnoxious and I didn't respond. I eat for energy and because I worry if I don't eat I'll feel like crud, which I usually do. I am not compulsively eating all the time (I have experienced that in the past). I just eat what I think I'm supposed to until I filled up and use the energy reserves. Today, 2500 calories, although seemingly high in comparison to SAD dietary recs, fit the bill for me. I am full, it's 5 pm, and I won't be eating for the rest of the day to refresh myself for tomorrow--and I know I can because I've consumed enough for my current activity level, and I can just feel it. It's obnoxious to be told I am a foodie simply because I care about adequate nutrition and try to get him to eat because I worry about his health. I am not going to under-eat at the cost of my health, to look the current modern-day beauty standard. I was reading my cousin's feminist blog the other day, who is a professor, and she was talking about how she asks her students; "What would happen if everyone looked the same, had straight, white teeth, thick shiny hair, luscious lips, perfect, thin, lean bodies..." And then she answers, "We would either be in a recession, or we'd all be trying to be looking like the short fat brunette girl." (completely paraphrased...she worded it so much better but, curiously it looks like she deleted the entries she wrote, so I am unable to directly quote them). Anyway, I agree with her. I'm going to keep working on making myself look beautiful and have that flat tummy--because that makes me feel good. But if I can't, I'm not sacrificing my health to be able to. Been down that psychological journey before. It's one -heck- of a road. Never trade happiness for beauty. And that's exactly what I did. You really turn into a crazy person...and can read about that more in Ancel Keys' "Minnesota Experiment" (google it).
Edit: Nevermind...I found her blog. It's called, "However you look: a rant" and her blog is called Contrary Godmother on blogspot, if you'd like to check it out. Here's what I was trying to quote:
"As a thought exercise, I like to tell my students to imagine that every adult women in the country wakes up tomorrow morning conforming perfectly to the beauty ideals. We all wake up looking 25, with flawless, pale skin. We all weigh 110 pounds, are 5'9", have huge breasts and long, shiny, straight hair. We have lush, RuPaul-esque eyelashes and our teeth are perfectly white and straight. What would happen next?
Chaos and recession. That's what. Who would buy make-up, diet pills, hair dye, tooth whitener, silicone breast implants and lipo? Who would buy the flat-iron, hair extensions, hair products, diet shakes, diet books, and gym memberships? What about the control top hose and the spanx and push-up bras?
You can guess what would happen. Suddenly, the "new sexy" would be short, and tan with curvy hips, small breasts, freckles and curly black hair. We would all be rushing out to buy tanner, and get perms and fake freckles. We'd buy garments to help minimize our ample busts and funny undies to make our hips shapelier."