I've been 80-10-10 since February 29th. The month of March was actually more like 90-5-5 because I gave up overts completely. I felt great, was losing weight, and my skin cleared up considerably.
On April 1st, I started reintroducing overt fats and simultaneously started adding cooked white rice into my diet. We were traveling and didn't bring enough dates, and so steamed Chinese food with sauce on the side was our only option (or so I thought...now, I'd turn to bottled juice instead). So, we started adding plain white rice (no oil, no salt) to our evening salads to make up for calories that we should have been getting from fruit throughout the day. Since we were already eating some cooked rice, every once in a while, I'd steam some potatoes or we'd even go out for vegan sushi. I knew soy of any kind (soy sauce, tofu, miso, etc.) hurt my baby's stomach (I'm breastfeeding a 4-month old), but I always reasoned with myself, "Just a little bit won't hurt her." That was never the case. She always got a bellyache when I ate the soy sauce...and so did I.
And my skin started breaking out. My weight plateaued. I started getting headaches. But man, that Spanish rice on our evening salads was just so yummy! How could I give it up?? And really, I could be eating much worse. At least I was still following an 80-10-10 ratio, right?
This downward spiral continued on until yesterday. I made a meal of roasted cauliflower and curried rice ("But there's no salt! No oil!" I kept telling myself...) and immediately craved fruit. We were out of fresh, juicy fruit, so I ate dates and dried figs. Later in the evening, I ate my normal marinara salad with some rice pasta.
Some of you long-timers are reading the above paragraph going, "Uh oh..."
I feel deathly ill today. At first, I thought I must have gotten food poisoning again (which I got from vegan sushi last week), but my husband and I realized that we both ate exactly the same food all day and he was fine. The only thing he did not eat that I did was the dates and figs between meals. How silly I was...to think that my little ol' belly could digest cauliflower, rice, onions, and dates and figs all at the same time! I haven't been able to eat or drink anything all morning except a tiny bit of ginger tea. I'm absolutely ravenous, but my belly is so bloated that I'm terrified of adding anything that could take up more space. I've been sleeping on and off all morning between bouts of intestinal cramping, and I kept dreaming about bananas and mangoes!
So that's it. I'm totally done. My body is trying to tell me that it can't take this anymore. I'm doing 80-10-10 Raw Vegan 100%. Getting rid of not only the cooked rice and pasta, but also the spices that I've been consuming to make it more palatable. No more garlic, no more onion, no more cumin, chili powder, and curry. And way less lemon juice, which has been doing some damage to my gums.
I just want sweet fruit. I want ripe bananas. I want a million mangoes. I want my dateorade. I want blueberries and blackberries. I would love some grapes and peaches (but they're on the dirty dozen and I can't afford them organic). I want pineapples like the ones I got while honeymooning in Costa Rica. On my salads at night, I want chopped mangoes, strawberries, and fresh figs...and I want to top it with a date and orange juice dressing. I want everything I eat to digest quickly and smoothly. I don't want anymore garlic/onion breath when I wake up in the morning. I want my skin to clear up again. I want to start losing weight again.
I want to start blogging daily about the foods I eat and the effects on my body that I'm noticing. My husband, Action Orangutan, just recently gave up coffee...and he was truly addicted. If he could get off coffee cold turkey, then you bet your arse I can give up spices and cooked food. I'm finally ready. Now I'm going to go drink a quart of water and wait patiently for the yummy mangoes that my husband is about to bring home from the flea market. :)