It's been two weeks since I declared myself "a person who doesn't eat bready stuff or sweets" and I'm embracing it. I made it through a visit to Toronto including a Sedar without feeling like I was missing out on anything. I ate one tiny ritual bite of (gluten free) matzah. I ate dairy and my stomach was not happy. I may also be a person who doesn't eat dairy. I drank beer and wine. I don't want to give that up and it doesn't make me feel bad, so I will continue to drink. Generally just on Saturdays, but occasionally on other days if there's a really good reason. Nuts and dried fruit are my treats and I'm gaining control there - shifting that from every day food into the recently vacated treat category where bread and sweets used to live.
Foot doctor next week. It's been achy. Lots of rain combined with a day of too much walking. Not sure what's going on.
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