tomorrow, i’m going raw.
but let me back up a few steps.
i recently had a dream that i was diagnosed with cancer. i’ve heard many stories of people diagnosed with cancer who decided to buck “conventional” treatment and, instead, bolster their immune system by eating a diet chock full of raw vegetables and fruits. and so, distraught and emotional, i made a claim to drastically change my life: i was going raw.
i woke up craving raw brownies.
as i shared this dream, and my cravings, with my online community (aka. i posted on facebook), a good friend introduced me to the Rawtarian and her 30-day Raw Food Diet Plan. i was intrigued, and had a slight twinge to try more raw recipes, but couldn’t convince myself that anything for 30 days, especially only raw food, would be anything close to what i wanted.
but then i kept thinking about it. journaling about it. reading about it. and it actually is what i wanted. for many reasons.
1. i’m tired of feeling sluggish.
i have a fairly healthy diet, but i’m still, as the Rawtarian puts it, “addicted” to so many foods that are not doing any good for my body.
2. my pants are too tight.
i’m also quite tired of being borderline overweight.
3. i want to see how my body will respond to such an overdose of healthy intake. i want to see how my body works when it’s working at its best.
so i made the commitment, and set my sights on Monday morning for a start. still, not all of me was convinced. my inner child began to pout. one of the first items on the shopping list, fruits, said simply, buy as many fruits as you like!
i. HATE. fruit. said my inner child, as she crossed her arms over her chest, stomped her foot, and scrunched up her face, throwing a temper tantrum in the produce aisle. i gave her a minute (and a caramello candy bar) and heading for the check-out. tantrums are fine, and it’s always best to be honest about how one’s feelings, but they shouldn’t always dictate our behaviors.
now, with my pantry stocked with nuts, and chia seeds, and all manner of fruits and veggies, i can’t help but feel i’m on the eve of some great journey.