Apologies for the delay in posts guys! The holiday threw me off this week – I’m confused but excited it’s already Hump Day!
My 4th was pretty quiet, we went to the beach for a little while, braving the HOT HOT HEAT, I’ll tell ya it was one of the hottest days so far this summer in Charleston. I could only survive the heat in the water, but I love it! Taking a swim in the ocean with lots of salt and sand all over, reminds me of my childhood days visiting my grandparents at their beach house in Seabrook, New Hampshire.
I loved the routine of putting on a bathing suit, floating around in the water for hours, then coming back to the house for a lunch of Easy Mac or Spaghetti O’s with a slice of buttered bread and a Lipton Iced Tea. We’d always change into a fresh bathing suit and put the wet suit on the clothes line to dry, rotating bathing suits throughout the week.
Evenings were always rewarded with some sort of dessert: a pie from the Black Dog from Martha’s Vineyard brought by my aunt and uncle, the crispy cornered pieces of brownie, or ice cream.
This past weekend, Jon and I decided to go for a treat that’s perfect on one of those summer days: ice cream. Now, there have been a few times since going sugar-free that I’ve had ice cream or some other indulgence like pizza. I stick with my no sugar plan 99% of the time, and when it’s worth the splurge, maybe once a week or every other week, I’ll have something non-sugar-free. Note, it’s not a whole day, it’s just a meal/dessert/etc.
When I have gone rouge on the whole sugar thing on such occasions, I’ve tried to pay close attention as to what upsets my stomach, if at all. Do I feel nauseous, constipated, gassy, or the other kind of upset stomach? It’s so important to listen to what your body is telling you.
Well, this past weekend as I ate only half of my ice cream, which eating only half would have been a sin in my former life, my body shouted at me, “NO MORE DAIRY!”
Yup, I was so sick in the bathroom, I was beyond miserable. Wheat? No problem. Dairy? Oh dear.
This wasn’t a one-time thing either, getting sick from dairy — I just really nailed down what it was after this most recent trip to Marble Slab. The other most recent “off-plan” meal two weeks ago, pizza, also made me sick to my stomach. Pretty sure the time before that, pizza again, did the same.
Before I nixed my sugary lifestyle that was more filled with whole wheat carbohydrates and lots of cheese than sweet treats, I never felt GREAT. I was tired all of the time, my stomach would get upset randomly, and needed to take a lot more enzymes than I do now to help my tummy get regulated.
So, have I always been a little lactose intolerant, or is this an intolerance that’s developed since I’ve changed my eating habits?
It’s hard to say. I think before changing my lifestyle, dairy always bothered me a little bit. Crampy, some tummy issues sometimes but nothing major (or at least nothing major with every instance). Now that I have dairy so infrequently – maybe once or twice a month – it’s magnified.
Could you be lactose intolerant? What about gluten sensitive? The only way you’ll know is to detox from these foods, and reintroduce by isolating. So, first meal after detox should NOT be pizza. There’s dairy, there’s gluten, etc. all in a slice. I learned from testing that plain bread doesn’t bother me by having dinner rolls. In fact, toast for me used to be my go-to stomach settler. But testing dairy obviously yielded a different result.
I would like to test out different kinds of dairy to see if I have a similar reaction – would hard cheese bother me as much as soft cheese, for example? All things to explore. It would be nice to know if I do want to indulge in some cheese, some may be better suited for me than others.
Even if my intolerance is magnified now, I don’t plan on building my tolerance for dairy back up. I used to have some serious post-nasal drip (gross, I know) in the mornings and tummy issues that I know were results of the dairy, that just aren’t worth it to consume regularly. There are even awesome almond milk alternatives out there now that have made taco night and chicken parm a regular on the menu again. (Check out those blog posts for the recipes!)
Now, is a slice of baked brie (brie will forever be my favorite cheese) or pizza going to escape me forever? Probably not. When the occasion arises and it’s worth it to have a little bit (and I really mean a little bit)… I’ll just make sure my bathroom is nearby. Although, I may need to revisit how I handle the brie situation next time I go to Paris 😉