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Whole 30 - Day 1

So, today we began our Whole30 adventure. We've been talking about it for months. Preparing mentally. But today we actually "walked the walk." I only have a few friends who have actually tried (and completed) this program. However, it seems I have many more who are considering it. That being said, I've decided to blog my experience. Hopefully, this will not only help someone else out there but also help me stay on track.

Day 1

How the book says I'll feel: "No big deal/What have I done."

How I actually feel: This is pretty accurate. The recipes we've tried so far have been quite delicious. I love meat. I love veggies. Win. Win. Even though I'm not really missing it...yet...my mind keeps focusing on the things I know I cannot have for the next 30 days.

After breakfast, I felt good. Not full though. Which is good, I suppose.

3 hours later, I was feeling quite hungry. Ate a few almonds to hold me until my next big meal. It helped a bit. But I have a headache. Is this sugar withdrawal already? I just want some juice.

Lunchtime. Pretty much the same. Satisfied. Not full. Drank a lot of water to compensate for the emptiness in my soul.

Dinnertime. Good. Headache went away but is now back. Actually feeling a bit woozy. Relayed this to my Husband who says he's feeling the same. Weird. Are we tired? Or is this a major sugar crash? Planning on going to bed early to avoid late night snacking.

Husband says: Mostly the meal planning is a pain in the ass. Because we usually don't plan this much. Have to be very conscious of everything we eat. I feel a little tired.


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