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Whole30 - Day 20 & 21

Guess what, kiddos? We only have one more week to go. 7 more days. 168 hours. 10,080 minutes. But, who's counting?

Day 20 & 21 

How the book says I'll feel: TIGER. BLOOD.

How I actually feel: Physically? Awesome. Mentally? Proud. I can't believe how far we've come and just how much has changed in this house in 3 weeks. Our refrigerator and pantry are now thoroughly transformed. Only a few snacks left, mostly for the kid. The adults have one small section of the middle shelf. The only things on it are Larabars, coconut milk, various nuts, tomato paste and all kinds of different spices. Potato chips are nowhere in sight.

The reason I'm mostly proud is because the last few days have not been without challenges and temptation. We have company staying with us and our favorite past time with her is eating out, snacking and drinking. Both Saturday and Sunday were busy days for us so not cooking was a very attractive option. On Saturday we ventured into a restaurant that specialized in southern cookin.' A place to which we will be returning someday to try the non Whole30 items on the menu. With that help of another fabulous waitress, we were able to order easily. I started with a scallop ceviche. It was to die for.

GET IN MY MOUTH!!!



I followed that with a filet (seriously,one of the best steaks I've ever had) and grilled veggies. All sumptuous. After filling up, we went grocery shopping for our last week of torture. ;) This is when I saw this...

Must. Stay. Strong. OMG.

Husband and I drooled over these for a few minutes and what we felt was more than a craving. Like, I could actually taste it. The sweetness, the creaminess, the absolute sin. I walked away a little sad but it passed quickly.

Sunday took us on a day trip to Montreal. So much good food everywhere. Again, with the help of a great waitress, we were able to stay on track. We asked all the questions. Still, through no ones fault, really, we ended up with a dairy-based slaw garnish on our plate. Husband scraped it off. I sent it back. This is the third time during this process that I've had doubts as to what I was actually eating. I decided, after literally worrying myself sick, that I did everything that I was supposed to do and it's out of my hands. But, I was still anticipating some kind of adverse reaction to a miniscule amount of dairy or sugar. Long story short, nothing happened. I still feel great today but for the rest of the week, I think we'll be dining at home to be safe.

Husband says: We've very much fallen into the pattern and knowledge of what we can and can't have. Despite some stresses at restaurants, there's nothing we cna't handle. Generally, I feel good both physically and mentally. I don't know if I'm a tiger but I feel more in control and balanced. I'm impressed with us, that we made it this far. I don't see us not finishing.
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