Whole 30 Day 29: Race for the Cure

Whole 30 Day 29:

I think it’s safe to say that I will complete the Whole 30. I have also gained confidence these past weeks and know that if I set a goal, I can achieve it. With that said, my goal is to be a participant in Susan G. Komen’s ‘Race for the Cure“. Held in the same month I underwent a hysterectomy due to cancer (aggressive CIN3) , I will wear a Teal Ribbon shirt. Three years ago, I promised myself that I would change my life and my disposition.

The Whole 30 has not only jump started my engine but has motivated me to start ticking goals off my list. I might be one of the heaviest participants there but I’d rather be achieving a personal goal than sitting on the sideline with regrets.

Cancer, food & change

Photo Credit: Healing Lifestyles

Yesterday morning, I sat in my doctor’s office with a pink cape draped over my shoulders, pink ribbons plastered on the wall, fat rolls hanging out. I had discovered a lump three weeks ago and at thirty-six, I was about to have my first mammogram. I didn’t want to be there, I didn’t want to be in this position again. I already know what it feels like to hear the word “cancer” .

My mom saved my life. Literally. She had grown tired of hearing me complain and seeing inaction. Why wasn’t I getting things checked out? Why wasn’t I getting a pap smear?  Don’t you know that time is of the essence! Looking back, it seems absurd that I didn’t value my life enough to protect my body. To search out answers, to find out what was wrong.

It was her relentless questioning and persistent encouragement that lead me to see my gynecologist. My cancer was aggressive and without surgery, it would have progressed to Stage 3 in as little as three weeks. At thirty-two, I had a Total Hysterectomy.

Afterwards, I became depressed and turned to food. I can tell you what fast food joint has the tastiest burger, fries, jalapeno poppers, dessert etc…As my knowledge of junk food grew, so did I. I became bigger, got sadder and eventually angrier. Shamefully, I failed to look at being successfully treated for cervical cancer as a second chance.

While my lifestyle was spiraling downwards, my husband’s wasn’t. He was leading by example. He became Paleo. Hypocritically, I would serve up words of support and encouragement, while sneaking away to eat junk food. The last straw for me and what created a renewed desire to change, was realizing that I wasn’t physically fit enough to join my husband and children on a hike. I now know that the food we choose to consume, can eat away at our quality of life, our happiness and in the end, leave us feeling empty.

At the beginning of the month, I decided to overcome my dependency on junk food, to face my fears and to work on making positive changes. Many silent promises were made yesterday morning and with the words “You’re in the clear“, I know those promises will be goals that are achieved. I value my life and my body now. I am Paleo.




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