I've definitely felt better being GF, but not enough to be motivating for that reason. My motivation has really been rooted in the conviction that:
- Processed/GMO wheat isn't good for us.
- Being GF is better for my Hashi's numbers.
The four of us shared an antipasti platter. Cold. Salty. Mmm. It was so good on such a hot day.
I got a glass of the loveliest Chilean Sabernet Sauvingon.
And for my entree . . . I got pasta. A big bowl of delicious pasta. I enjoyed every. single. bite. I also had a small slice of bread.
The few times I've had gluten foods over the past few months, I felt fine.
But last night, within an hour of eating, I felt horrible. My stomach was cramping. I got all achy and flu-like. I had major brain fog. My feet were KILLING me.
I ended up just getting in bed. It was waaaay too reminiscent of life a few months ago. Ugh!
All the same, I'm kinda glad I ate the pasta. It was a real eye-opener.