You are what you wheat
What's the use of a weblog if you can't make official announcements and reveal private information that is one day bound to come back and bite your behind?
So here we go: I hereby solemny declare I shall not eat any wheat, in any form or shape, for two weeks starting from today.
I will not have a sandwich at lunchtime (and a 800g loaf of bread as an after-dinner snack every other night).
I will not have a biscuit with my evening cuppa (and the rest of the just-opened pack while loading the dishwasher afterwards).
I will not keep a bag of mini-pretzels to serve with drinks in case friends come around (and have to restock them again and again because they fall prey to my midnight snacking raids).
This is not a fad, or the latest craze. It's just that, well, how shall I put it nicely, it's now been quite some time since I have output something worth of Gillian McKeith's praise. For those of you who are not acquainted with You Are What You Eat's excrement-obsessed nutritionist: I have not had a solid poo for over a month, ever since the start of a stress-related increase in my gluten intake (fancy words for comfort eating).
Removing wheat products completely will enable me to see if gluten is the culprit. (Oh please, let it be dairy instead. I'd rather have no cheese on my bread than the opposite). I might even shed the few pounds I've recently put on.
Uhm. That was a bit too much information, wasn't it?
T'internet says:
Monday 9 October 2006 at 2:32 pm
"Show me your motions, tra-la la la la…"
Tuesday 10 October 2006 at 1:23 pm
Good luck. But please, don't show us the evidence.
Personally, I'd rather go without wheat than dairy. No milk? No cheese? No yoghurt? No whey!
Tuesday 17 October 2006 at 7:24 am
[...] Before that episode set me back, I had stuck to my original pledge to avoid gluten for two weeks, and I thought I had seen some improvements in, erm, the consistency of my output (we're talking texture), but I'm back at square one now. [...]