a new beginning.

I am recommitting to this journal. I am recommitting to a healthy life.
I started this thing last year when I made the connection between gluten and my various ailments. I then proceeded to jump on and off of the "stop eating junk" bandwagon...needless to say, the weight continued to fluctuate and the migraines and illnesses continued to put a damper on my daily routine. Oh, and I'm still not pregnant :(
But I am DONE with all that mess. For real this time.
I made a vow to myself that I would give up all sodas and fast "food" for the entire month of September, (just to prove to myself that I can do this) and here I am, 8 days in with complete success. Not gonna lie, I'm pretty proud. 8 days might not sound like very long to you, but trust me, it is.
When I first started this journal/blog my weight sat firmly at 178. On my relatively petite frame. UGH.
In my laziness this past year, it has gone down and back up and down again so many times, I stopped keeping track. It is now going down little by little and as of this morning it sits at 169.8. That is HUGE.

I also have a new obsession. Epigenetics
I am currently reading Deep Nutrition: Why Your Genes Need Traditional Food by Catherine and Luke Shanahan and seriously- cant. put. it. down.
If you've never heard of epigenetics, do yourself a favor, click the link above and do a little research...and then follow along with me as I change "me" into the healthiest, happiest, most radiant version of myself possible.
From this moment on, no more pity parties- only science, experiments, good, wholesome, real food and results.

History of Fat.

   Let's start this off with a little history. Up until I entered high school, I was always the tall girl. Not fat by any means, just taller/bigger than a lot of people. In high school, everyone started to catch up and I was pretty average. I was in okay shape but not "fit"...except for the 2 years of dance class, I wasn't involved in any sports. Somehow, by senior year (2002), my weight had dropped down to 115-120lbs with a small/medium frame. Although I looked pretty at prom, I also looked a tad anorexic.
   After high school, I spent a good 3 years in party mode-which meant late night junk eating and yes alcohol. I put on some lbs- and I looked healthy again. And then, I met my love. He's one of those people that can EAT and doesn't gain any weight...except for the 6 months or so that he was recovering from shoulder surgery...he gained a few then. But has since lost them. Anyhoo, not long after we got married in 2006, I started gaining weight. My ob/gyn diagnosed me with PCOS and put me on birth control. Cue more weight gain.
   After a little more than a year, I stopped taking the pills...and continued to gain weight. Fast forward to 2012 and I weigh more than I ever imagined I would. No matter what I try, nothing changes. Sure I might lose a pound or two here and there, but they always sneak back on. And bring some uninvited friends.
   So, here I am weighing the most I ever have, feeling worse and worse about myself. And just worse and worse in general. I get at least 2 migraines a week, I feel like I have a constant sinus infection. I nap way more than I should considering I have a desk job and no children zapping my energy. And because of the PCOS, I have been taking clomid to make me ovulate (so that maybe someday I'll have a child to zap my energy...).
   Out of desperation, frustration and just plain curiosity I started googling the other day. I came across the theory that wheat is to blame for all kinds of issues. That led me to the book "Wheat Belly" by Dr. William Davis. I have since been glued to my kindle reading his thoughts & research.
  This blog is going to be my place to document my own wheatless eating experiment and adventures. Here I go...let's see what happens.