A Confession: The day I ate all the food and drank all the wine


I’m sure if you’re like me – which you probably are a bit, if you’re reading this blog – sometimes you just want to let loose and eat all the food and drink all the wine, without a single care in the world!

Well, sometimes that’s exactly what I want to do! And I have a wrestling match inside my head that goes a little like this:

Me 1: “It’s such a beautiful day outside – the perfect day to sit at a wine farm and drink some wine and eat some delicious food.”

Me 2: “Oh oh, a wine farm, you’re about to walk into a web of temptation.”

Me 1: “But you’ve worked so hard, you deserve a day off.”

Me 2: “You don’t get days off. You know how you feel when you drink wine and eat food you shouldn’t.”

Me 1: “But it’s a public holiday – let me have some fun.”

Me 2: “Don’t say I didn’t warn you…”

You see with me, there’s ALL or nothing… I’m not a middle of the road kind of person. If I want to drink wine, I want to do it properly, and taste everything that’s on the menu – and then I also want to pair it with different foods. I like to embrace the moment fully – life is for living and being in the moment (and all of those cliches).

But, what I keep forgetting is that my love of food and wine got me into this situation in the first place. Because of my Candida and carbohydrate resistance – I CAN’T eat all the food and drink all the wine like my friends can, even though sometimes I like to convince myself that I can.

Like I did this last weekend.

We went to a wine farm, where I just so happen to know the chef – so we had to do the wine and food pairing, of course, and then he bought us a cheese platter with bread! And, of course, we had another glass of wine (to share) and then some friends called and wanted to have some drinks – so we had some more wine – and then we were feeling hungry and so decided to go for dinner, where my excited (wine muddled brain) decided to order exactly the wrong thing on the menu…

And so… I’m pretty sure you can guess what happened…

My body went into complete shock and disbelief and proceeded to do whatever it could to get all of the acid-forming foods out of itself – which it did for the whole night and the whole next day. This meant that I was completely useless for 2 days – my head ached, my body ached, there was absolutely nothing left inside me and I couldn’t eat anything without it coming back up again. My mood was below zero, I was feeling sorry for myself and incapable of doing any constructive work (which is a problem when you realise that you are self employed).

I keep saying that my body is my temple and that I am what I eat – but sometimes I need to be reminded of these facts, the hard way.

So yes, I do wish that I could eat whatever I wanted to without feeling ill. But, I know how good I feel when I listen to my body and fuel it with all of the foods it loves – because not only does my body love those foods, the foods love me back too. I feel like I’m on top of the world, capable of achieving anything, as opposed to hating life and wishing I could crawl under a rock and die, when I eat the wrong things.

If there is some advice that I can give you, from my own experience, keep reminding yourself of how good you feel when you eat the foods that your body enjoys.

We all have those bad days, and sometimes we are placed in situations where we can’t avoid eating the bad things. But, don’t be like me and run head first into an eating and drinking frenzy that you know you’ll regret in the morning. If you do – forgive yourself and carry on giving your body what it loves, the very first instance that you can! 🙂