Let’s talk about bread. I love bread and all bread products. Toast is wonderful. Bagels are a joy. And fresh bread is seriously one of the best things ever. So why would I ever try to cut bread out of my diet?
If you’ve been following for a while, then you know that I struggle on/off with body image. Nothing extreme, and definitely a common fear, especially when I’m in a business focused on looks (entertainment). With my move back to Boston, start to my school year, and constant balance between eating, fitness, sleep, and work, my health started declining. My skin broke out. I felt my muscles become tighter. And I could feel that I was gaining weight. So I completely stopped what I was doing and starting cutting foods out of my diet. The first to go was bread.
I should probably mention that I already don’t eat a lot of things. I’m a pescatarian, which means I don’t eat meat but do eat fish. I don’t consume dairy. I limit my sugar intake to mostly fruits. But bread has always been a hard one for me to give up. I decided to go for it.
Bread was out of my diet for 2 1/2 weeks. I was feeling okay in general, but nothing shifted in my body. My weight didn’t change and I was feeling bad about everything.
Finally I broke the diet. I went to Eataly with Alex and ordered two pieces of focaccia pizza and ate them. And I was fine. I didn’t die or suddenly gain 100 lbs or lose all of my muscle. Yesterday I bought a loaf of fresh rosemary bread and a coffeecake and decided to stop making myself miserable. And I feel so much better than I did before.
I’m still learning what foods make me feel good, and I’m constantly trying to balance my physical health with my own happiness. It’s all a process, but I think I’m finally on the right track. So here’s to bread! In every and all forms. I’ll always knead it.