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Whole30 - Day 10

An interesting day. After reading the "how I'm supposed to feel," I now understand why.

Day 10

How the book says I'll feel: "The Hardest Days." Statistically, days 10 and 11 are when most people quit this stupid thing. They're over it and realizing they're only a third of the way through.

How I actually feel: Not as bas as all that. I definitely don't feel like quitting but I am keenly aware of how much longer I'm supposed to be doing this. (19 more days!...but who's counting?) I had some cravings today. Sweet stuff. I was forced to go inside to pay for my gas (due to a broken pump) in a gas station that also has a Tim Horton's. As soon as I was in the door, the smell hit me and I shed a tear. Mmmm.....donuts. This too shall pass.

Breakfast was yummy. Bacon with Brussels Sprouts and eggs over easy. We got off to a bit of a late start so we were starving also.

For lunch, we decided to venture to a restaurant. The book says steakhouses are your best bet so we headed to Baton Rouge. I have to admit I was a bit nervous. Having been a server for many years, I didn't want to be that couple that left her wondering, "Why don't you just eat at home!" Luckily, she was very accommodating and we were both able to find complaint meals. Husband had a steak with double grilled veggies, no butter. I opted for a grilled salmon salad with capers and tomatoes. Delish! I'm actually not sure if was as good as we think or we were just really happy to not cook. After, we ventured to a movie, (Mission Impossible:Rogue Nation = Awesome!) Larabar in hand, just in case the sound of people munching popcorn became more than we could bear.

For dinner, Husband made ground pork patties with a mix of veggies. It was really good again. We talked more with our kid about eating healthy and were very happy to hear that she's digging the food. I did get hungry later though. I had to work late again...blech. I munched on a clementine, water and a few bites of organic jerky. It helped but the donut is still haunting me right now.

Husband says: I was scared to eat out but being limited to steak and seafood isn't such a punishment. Other than my eye currently exploding (he's exaggerating) I think my circulation has improved. I feel warm. I never feel warm. (It's true. His feet are always ice cold) I don't follow the book's day by day at all...I didn't feel like quitting. I don't have any doubts about us finishing.

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