It has been really hard since Den died to pull myself together.
It was only when I went to an endocrinologist appointment and saw the cumulative effect on my health that almost two years of crappy eating and no exercise has done to me (through bloodwork) that I realised how crappy I had been feeling, emotionally and physically for so very long.
It has only been just over a month but I am down over 10 lbs and my fasting blood sugar is below 7 most days. I am tracking my blood sugar very carefully and watching to see which foods send it high - of course - sugar and wheat! Which I have known all along.
I wanted to do a Whole30 but honestly, didn't want to set myself up for failure, so I am waking up each morning with intentions to not eat sugar/wheat/grains all day and so far, with only 2 days of non-success it is working. With a fresh start each day, I can see the differences. I am already sleeping better and waking up refreshed rather than exhausted and achey. I am already finding that I am not craving sugar mid-afternoon and am able to eat three meals a day and only an occasional snack (apple and almond butter) in the afternoons.
One day at a time has always been my mantra and it is only when I get away from that, that I completely lose the plot.
I have one child out of the house now, one who is pretty much independent, a great job, a paid for car, no debt - this is the time to take care of me. My life has never, ever been easier and as stress-free as it is now. So...I need to do this.