Day 19

Well folks I’m thinking it’s about time I apprised you of my Whole30 progress. When I embarked on this journey I thought it would be one of deprivation and mourning and resentment- wishing I had never started. I thought I would be hangry every day and whining constantly. Instead it’s been divinely easy, practical, resolute and powerful. It’s as if someone flipped a switch to turn off my cravings and addictions and apathy. Seriously, I am totally amazed myself! I cannot figure out what’s happened.

I cannot believe I just slammed the door on Chai lattes, peach green tea lemonades, frappacinos, popcorn, BBQ chips, cheese, pizzas, taco chips, French fries, croissants, cinnamon buns, bread, candy, chocolate, macarons, wine… to name a few of my vices. It doesn’t even bother me to talk about them. Who am I? And what have I done with myself?

According to the book, I should have started out with night sweats and shakiness, like I was experiencing a hangover. I should have wanted to kill all the things by now. I should have been tired and napping constantly. I should have felt bloated and sick (apparently feeling worse before you feel better), I should have wanted to quit already. My pants should have actually felt tighter at one point. (I’m not sure that was possible.)

Now I’m entering the Tiger Blood stage. Tiger blood means you woke up feeling like someone flipped a switch and turned on the awesome. Energy is through the roof, cravings are under control, clothes are fitting better, workouts are stronger and you feel unstoppable. Alright, I’m there ahead of schedule.

I have to say I feel great. I really do. My goal with this endeavour is for health and I’m feeling healthy even if not thinner. I feel thinner inside if that makes any sense. I know, I know, who wants to be skinny inside? It’s gotta start somewhere.

At this point I am seriously considering continuing this for more than 30 days. Maybe another 30, just for good measure. To make sure I’ve truly changed my eating lifestyle, therefore my health. I finally feel like I’ve turned a corner.

My goal for 2017 was to get in the best health I possibly could. I’ve been to naturopath and had food sensitivity testing and a regime of supplements that I need to return to. I’ve been to my MD for all the other tests and lab work to ensure I wasn’t battling something unknown. In the end most of the issues boiled down to fat disease. I know what to do about that.

I’ve had a few setbacks such as my MD wanting me to eat bread twice a day for month to prep for celiac test, resulting in more weight gain and a halt in naturopaths treatment since she didn’t want me eating gluten. Oy. Next I lost my job which entailed losing my benefits so no more natureoparh and no more company gym to work out in. So I spent April and most of May couch potatoing it. Then I started to power walk 5 mornings a week. It felt awesome. Like I’d been born again again. I started to walk on May 20 and started the Whole 30 on June 8.

Even though my goal is health, optimal health for me will involve losing a few pounds….like 25 or so. So that’s my motivation and goal. I’m on it. So when you bump into me here and there, instead of suggesting I become a linebacker for the Stampeders know I’m working on it. Just having the health to prepare better food and the wealth to buy it and the energy to work out and the clarity to motivate myself are all blessings. I’m moving in the right direction. 6 more months to go. I can do all things through Christ.

Viva La Whole30