eating better

as you know, the start of every new year is accompanied by a barrage of talk about diet and fitness resolutions. the gyms become bloated with people getting back on the exercise wagon after having fallen off in February of the previous year. On Jan 1, there is complete and utter clarity about wanting to and actually making moves to finally turn our lives around. there is a renewed sense of optimism, hope and expectation that spreads like a disease to the all the people around you. when Rad suggested that we do the Whole30 diet, i immediately shot it down. i wasn’t interested in resolutions, and i like to eat purely for pleasure, not for nutrition or energy. nonetheless, he won my over by suggesting that if i spent 30 days on the diet, transforming how i eat, that i may very well see the end of the gastro and heartburn pain i experience on a daily basis. the price of course would be giving up all the things that make me feel whole, cherished and happy – my dairies (yogurt, milk, cheese) and my breads (sourdough wins). day 1 was torture. more to come.