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Whole30 - Day 5

I woke up feeling pretty normal. Really can't complain. I keep waiting to just hit a sugarless, boozeless wall of reality and go into shock. So far, the side effects have been minimal. Here's hoping.

Day 5

How the book says I'll feel: "Kill all the things" again. Ragey in general.

How I actually feel: I'm almost afraid to say I feel good. But I do. Less bloated all over. Skin is less oily. I still seem to get a headache here and there but they are minor and short lived. I woke up with the craziest Charley Horse though. Not sure if that's related but I'm given you all the deets, people.

My breakfast frittata was very nice. And a nice change. We accompanied it with fruit and bacon. This has been my favorite breakfast so far. I felt very satisfied as I continued my morning.

For lunch, I hit a minor snag. Got my schedule confused thinking I would have time for a meal at work. I didn't. So, for lunch today all I had time to eat was a stalk of celery and half a piece (4-5 bites) of frittata. By 3, I was starving. Thank goodness for Larabars. All my food was compliant but this wasn't exactly a meal. Will do better tomorrow.

Dinner turned out pretty good. We had a giant salad with lettuce and spinach, and organic hamburgers (bunless of course) with homemade guacamole. Nothing fancy but oh so good.

Husband says: I'm tired of not getting a good night's sleep. I'm waking up too much. Still happy with the food. Hard not to drink though. (He just got home from stopping by a friend's birthday bbq. Said friend always has the wine and beer flowing. I chose to stay home and avoid temptation.)

Bonus: All tomatoes and jalepenos for tonight's supper were from my garden. It doesn't get much more organic than that!
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