Sunday, March 21, 2010
I decided to research a gluten free lifestyle in the modern way. I sat at Barnes & Noble, skimmed the book, and left without buying it. I think they'd sell a lot more magazines and books if they weren't so lenient. But then they wouldn't sell as much over priced Starbucks, I'm sure.
I sat at my table, speed reading (Yadda yadda yadda. Blah blah blah. Ooo! This looks informative.) and tried not to gag as the Indie suede boot, patchouli wearing college student employee glided past me. With every turn of the page, my dear sweet gut wrenched a little more. (I'm going to assume the whole wheat English Muffin wasn't a great breakfast choice.) The final pierce to my side was when the under tipped cafe worker viciously cried out, "ASIAGO CHEESE PRETZEL!" I almost instinctively raised my hand.
Only a doctor can tell me if I have Celiac's Disease for sure. But "Gluten Free Lifestyle for Dummies!" made me want to cut gluten and wheat out of my diet. Mostly out of my diet. I don't do well with restrictions. But that could just be the denial talking. From now on, I will blame all of my ailments on gluten. Appearing in alphabetical order: Acid Reflux, Acne, Achy joints, ADD, Bloating, Borborygmi (stomach rumbling), Constipation, Coughing, Depression, Dairy Intolerance, Fatigue, Mental fogginess, Migraines, Muscle cramps, Possible Cystic Fibrosis when I was a child, Sinus issues, and Sneezing. I'm also going to go with Keratosis Pilaris. Those red bumby things on my arms and legs.
If I don't lose 20 pounds, feel 10 years younger, and look 5 years younger after doing this, I WILL drink a case of beer. Just sayin'.