My body is out of whack. Sorry to backtrack, but ever since I gave up coffee I have been a lot less regular. Caffeine acts as a diuretic that makes you need to use the bathroom. Without it, I felt a definite decrease in the frequency of washroom trips. I would go half as often, but when I did go, it was a long and drawn out affair. It would basically only happen after I had eaten; then, the previous meal would come knocking.
This month has caused a similar conundrum. With the reintroduction of coffee into my diet as well as a huge increase in leafy greens and other highly fibrous foods, I am always going. Or so it seems. And my body doesn't seem to know if it's coming or going.
That's been another constant that has been hard to articulate: the crazy sense of withdrawal I get when I have given something up. It sends my body into a tailspin after the first 4-5 days, then again around day 20 or so. day 5 is physical withdrawal, and day 20 is a mental one. In either case, I do adapt. The interesting thing is watching your relationship change with something like coffee. Let be be clear: I still believe coffee to be a healthy and necessary part of my diet. Just not to the crazy extent it had been. And that's what actually keeps me motivated: watching how different I become at the end of the month as opposed to the beginning. Things that seemed totally necessary have gone back to being fun additions. The very fact I go through a withdrawal shows me how necessary it is to remove these elements from my life!
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