It has been a very crazy couple of weeks!  Between traveling for the holidays and starting a new job I've been going nuts.  I did completely fall off the Ultrametabolism wagon in December (when your staying with other people who are doing the cooking it is hard to follow a rigid diet plan) but I am proud to say that I convienced my husband to do this with me and we have been in phase I (eliminating prep week) since January 3rd.

I am not noticing as many differences in my body since the last time I did this (November for about 1.5 weeks).  I am wondering if I will notice more when I start reintroducing foods.  I suppose it's still early on.  I have seen the scale drop thankfully by ~4 lbs. 

I can talk the talk....but I'm having issues with the walk!

In my last decree I pronounced that I was going to walk the straight and narrow.  Well, that didn't really work out.  I look at it as if I am at the top of a muddy slope.  I know where the path is, but I can't get my feet to the firmer ground due to all the mud I am in at the moment.

One of my biggest challenges is support.  Don't get me wrong, I have a loving supportive husband that just wants to see me happy and healthy.  The problem is that he is naturally rail thin (as is my 7 month old son)!  He doesn't understand how I can be physically addicted to sugar and how I can't find the willpower to avoid the sweets that are in the house.  I have tried to explain the book to him (he refused to read it saying he's too busy) but he thinks its another gimmick and that you don't need to eat all organic whole foods, just watch what you eat.  He doesn't want to eat the meals I cook for myself and continues to buy high-fructose corn syrup laden foods.  How do you get past that?

Today I had an epiphany. 

Before I fell of the Ultra-metabolism wagon at Thanksgiving I was feeling great.  There were no more stomach aches, gas, or lethargy.  I actually got up the energy to go jogging a couple times.  I didn't realize just how good I was feeling until just today when I thought about how sick I have felt this last week. 

Every day there has been something; a stomach ache here, diarrhea there.  This all came upon me while in the car today suffering from yet another upset stomach and gas.  My husband was telling one of the stories he heard on the news and all I could think to myself was "Why can't you stop bothering me with this pointless banter that I don't even care about."  That struck me.  I wasn't feeling well and that made me lose my patience and it greatly disturbed me that I almost snapped at him about it.  The sad part is that I have snapped like that before, many times.  I've always put it down to me being a "to-the-point" girl but now I believe it is actually just a manifestation of my pain.  I really can be quite a nice person that will listen to long stories that I don't care a thing about.