It’s been approximately two months since I’ve decided to go on a gluten-free diet. And boy, those two months were not easy. My main goal was to see whether it affected the absorption of vitamins and minerals in my system, as some studies would lead you to believe. Some people even report healthier looking hair, skin and nails.
While celiac disease is apparent in only 1% if the population, 10% have a related condition known as non-celiac gluten intolerance (NCGI), or gluten sensitivity. Doctors suggest, if you think you can’t tolerate gluten and you tested negative for celiac, you try a gluten free diet for two weeks and see if you feel better. Health nuts and diet-fad seekers claim that gluten, not unlike sugar or caffeine, is addictive. The funny thing is, when typing “gluten free effect” on google, the first thing that pops up is “you will probably gain weight“.
I am a testament to that. In the two months I’ve avoided bread, pastry, pasta, flour, pizza, hamburgers and everything that is lovely and delicious in the world, I have managed to gain 2 kilos. While trying to control my caloric input.
I also had a blood test last Sunday, after having one run in March. The results weren’t conclusive either way. My triglycerides were up, my sodium was down. Other than that – nothing changed much.
My skin? Actually got worse. I don’t remember my face looking so oily in quite a few years. My hair? Just as it always were – thin.
All in all – not a successful trial.
So I’m now declaring my return to normal-people world. Where you don’t care whether something is from wheat flour or corn. Where take-out isn’t restricted to sushi. Where Chubby Hubby (or Hubby Hubby) can be consumed happily, yet moderately.
And it’s good to be back.