My Last Day It's the end of my "Gutbliss" diet, and I have to say, I feel skinnier than ever. I've realized that I depend upon fatty, carb-y food as a reward for myself, which wasn't doing my health any favors. Once I got over the initial cravings, I started to associate the foods I used to love with the effect they have on my body. That Greek yogurt I thought was doing my probiotic count so much good? I now look at it and think of how unnatural (and, um, gross) it would be for me to suckle a cow's udder. When I see a Tootsie Pop, I imagine the sugar 1.) rotting my teeth out of my head, and 2.) acting as food for all of the bacteria that causes inflammation -- both inside and outside my body.
The office had our holiday party the day I came off the diet, and since we had to put in our meal orders about a week in advance, I chose something that I thought would make an incredible fast break: Fettuccine Alfredo. My meal hit five of the six SAD GAS items, since I had a skinny margarita with dinner.
When I got my pasta, though, I was incredibly underwhelmed. It wasn't that it wasn't made right -- it was -- or that it didn't have enough of that cheesy sauce -- it did. It just looked so bland. Over the past week and a half, I had gotten used to incredibly vibrant-looking meals. The reds of bell peppers and tomatoes, the deep purple of beets, the varying shades of greens -- it all looks so lifelike when it's on your plate. And while the first bite was pretty good, after bite number three I felt more like I was eating sponge-like sawdust than nutritious food.
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