I’m sure that title conjures up different things for different people.
Like, if I said you had to start running a 5K everyday for 21 days, or quit smoking (if you do) for 21 days, it might seem overwhelming. On the other hand if I said you get 21 days of paid vacation on top of your regular vacation or get 21 days of rent/mortgage free this year it might make you feel elated.
So, with that in mind, I learned many years ago that it takes 21 days to make a habit and less than 3 to break it. I have no proof of the first, but the latter I can totally attest to!
In any case, I have used the 21 day rule a number of times in my life to force change in my behavior because, for me, I can hang in there 21 days, and even if at the end I decide not to continue, it feels like success.
So yesterday I started my 21 days of gluten free.
Up until yesterday I was merely dabling in it. I’ve tried new recipes and food substitutes, with both glowing results and my fair share of garbage can fillers.
I hadn’t completely given in to the fact that it has to be all or nothing with Gluten.
So yesterday was day one. I worked from home which made it easier. Day two, still fairly easy, I found bread substitutes and that was the biggest hurdle, so I kind of thought I was home free.
Then I discovered there was one tiny little habit I hadn’t acknowledged until yesterday that I would have give up. Yesterday is was easy, but today….it took effort.
My son’s pizza. Yes, my son eats pizza nearly everyday. Yes, I’m a horrible parent. Let’s move on, shall we?
Anyway, I usually cut a sliver off of one piece and give him the rest. As a rule I don’t eat pizza much anymore at all. I’ve been able to accept that even one slice is seriously hindering my desire to get back to a healthy weight, so I don’t enjoy it as much as I once did and I don’t crave it. That said, that one little sliver was apparently a fairly ingrained habit.
Yesterday, I chuckled at the pizza and thought, silly me…I can’t eat that sliver that has gluten in it. After which, I gave it no more thought.
Today, it was mocking me. I sliced the pizza in small slices and after plating it really had to tell myself, NO!
I know it’s just 21 days and we are almost through 2, but WOW suddenly it seems a LOT harder.
19 more days, just 19 more days, only 19 more days…you are going to feel amazing!