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Whole30 - Day 7

Sorry for the delay. I had to work late yesterday evening and when I got home blogging was the last thing on my mind.

Day 7

Yay! Matt slept last night. We both did. Woke up feeling refreshed and hungry for breakfast although not exactly thrilled to have to cook again. How long before we can just go to brunch again?

How the book says I'll feel: Another day of "I just want a nap."

How I actually feel: Good. Energized even. I think we're finding a bit of a groove.

Breakfast was good. I made a organic scramble with broccoli, bacon and a bit of fruit. We both gobbled it. The kid opted for Lucky Charms this morning which I'm okay with but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't jealous. Those tiny marshmallows were calling to me.

Not Lucky Charms.

We then made our first trip to Whole Foods - Ottawa. Of course we found a lot of great things...just at a premium. Ouch.

For lunch, we had grilled trout (ghee, s&p) over greens with avocado mayo. It was delicious...at first. We both agreed it needed something more. Kind of boring. However, the kid gobbled it up. Go figure. We found a compliant jerky at Whole Foods, so I snacked on a few bites of that and a few pieces of mango to fill up.
After finishing her meal, the kid turns to me and asks, "May I have a healthy treat now?" "YES!" My heart melted.

For dinner, I made a protein salad to take with me to work. Some of of my coworkers brought cheese, crackers and nuts to snack on. Out of habit, I grabbed a nut popped it in my mouth, started chewing, realized I have no idea if it's organic, spit it out, panicked and literally worried myself sick. Husband says one non-organic nut isn't a program breaker but I guess my reaction proves I'm committed.

Husband says: Finally slept! Into the rhythm, I guess. Fish meal was a bit boring.

Week 1 Thoughts

A whole week with no booze, sugar, dairy or grains. Who knew I could do this? My cravings, so far, have not been terrible. I mostly just want cream in my coffee and maybe a glass of wine at night.

In theory, we were prepared for the amount of cooking we were going to have to do. So. Much. Cooking. I would say to anyone who is wanting to try this be prepared for that. Scheduling and organization are your best friends. Also, be prepared for the cost. I'm still not quite sure why foods with less things in them cost more but it is what it is. I thought the meat was going to be what broke the bank but it's not. It's all the sides, sauces, oils, spices, fruits, veggies....damn. Essentially we gutted our kitchen. All of our old go-to's are no longer in use.

We are both feeling pretty good. Noticing small changes in my skin, hair, energy and waistline. That's nice. Just three more weeks to go!! Wish us luck!

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