This is an overused and abused quote/phrase, but "I just don't know how to quit you."
You see, a few weeks ago, I went 12 days without eating any (at least 99.9% the way there as far as I can discern) gluten, corn, eggs, dairy, peanuts, add sugars, and soy. Slowly, I started reincorporating these things into my stomach.
This week, I had a bite of dairy here and there. Granted, I had been eating a bit of baked goods before that, which surely contained dairy, and a sprinkle of feta in my salads... However, with a bunch of events and festivities, I may have had a taste of froyo from the machine (in a sample cup), a small amount of cake, and a third of a wrap with Caesar dressing in it.
I've felt disgusting for days, and gained about four pounds. Granted, I know it's not possible for me to have gained so much from a bite here and there, especially since I've been more running lately -- but my skin has flared and I'm constantly bloated.
It's not like I eat dairy very often, as I know about how it's obtained and what's in it and such (I won't go into it, but a few minutes on the web is all it takes). I keep saying I need to stay away entirely, though I thus far haven't succeeded.
I think part of the reason is that the more I stay away, the worse it gets when I unintentionally (or intentionally) have some dairy. Obviously, the symptoms became WAY more noticeable after my "clean" period, and I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing.
The other thing is, most of my favorite foods (including those from childhood) contain dairy, and the non-dairy versions haven't quite made the taste/experience grade (as well as the wallet grade, and the availability grade, lol).
I'm not quite sure what the point of this letter/post is, but I'm hoping I keep the way I currently feel in mind the next time I want to take samples at Yogurtland or eat a yogurt-covered pretzel.