It’s day 17 and I’m due for a Whole30 update. I am proud to say that I have stuck with the challenge and will definitely power through to the finish. If I am being totally honest, I’d say I’m following the spirit of the challenge only 90-95%. I am not cheating by eating anything from a banned food group (on purpose*), and I’m not having sex with my pants on, but I could probably be better at following the meal template. I might be having too much fat in each meal.
* I say this because there was one day I hit up the Whole Foods hot bar and loaded my plate with roasted chicken and baked plantains. Later, I realized that the chicken might have had some funky non-Whole30 approved spices and seasonings, and the plantains were more than likely coated in sugar before baking. I stopped eating the plantains once I realized they’re not naturally supposed to be that glazed and sweet.
Clockwise from top left: tuna and avocado on a bed of mixed greens plus tomato; grilled salmon, grilled asparagus, mixed green salad with avocado; plantains I tried and failed to fry in coconut oil (too many seasonings and not ripe enough); grass-fed steak, microwaved sweet potato with ghee and cinnamon, mixed green salad. My salads are always drizzled in extra virgin olive oil and that’s it.
Remember how I said I wouldn’t be getting on the scale again until July 30th? Totally lied. Pants ablaze. There was even a 3 to 4 day period where I went back to my old habits and got on the scale every morning! The number kept going down, down, down so I could not resist at all. It’s going to fuck with my head if I don’t experience the same drastic numbers these final two weeks, so now I for reals won’t weigh myself till the end. Maybe.
Instead, my clothes are telling me everything I need to know. The left picture was taken on June 13th, and while the dress zipped up, the fit was uncomfortable and awkward. The bodice had no stretch, so it was pushing all my extra skin down into the skirt portion, causing it to balloon out. I put it back in the closet and waited for another 5 pounds to be gone before trying again. That day was yesterday (probably more than 5 pounds) and it certainly fit better. My face kinda looks a little less bloated too, no? Just my imagination? Damn.
By the way, how cute is Bowie sitting in the exact same position in both pictures? Love him.
Halfway point mood update: still feel good; energy levels are even and I’m sleeping well. Workouts don’t suffer at all, and I never feel sluggish. This way of eating may very well become perman-ish… but don’t hold me to that.