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Whole30 - Day 8

A new day. A new week. And hopefully we'll get some new benefits from this program.

Whole30 at a glance.

Day 8

How the book says I'll feel: "Nooo! My pants are TIGHTER!" Some fancy things are supposed to be happening in my gut. Using new energy, working properly...all that. And as such, some experience a short-lived bloating.

How I actually feel: I didn't wear pants today so I'm not sure if they were tighter but I didn't feel bloated. Quite the opposite. I was a ball of energy today. And very productive. My 2 p.m. crash didn't happen. I'm really okay with that.

Breakfast was scrambled eggs (again), and some left over veggies from my roasted chicken a few nights ago. It was pretty good. Coffee wasn't as nasty sans cream. I read an article that told me to try coconut milk. I just don't know....

For the first time, I was on my own for lunch. I made "Mexican Tuna Boats" - A recipe from the Whole30 book and they were fantastic. Very satisfying. I was feeling so energized that I made a few sauces (Buffalo & Ranch from the book) and some roasted butternut squash for breakfast tomorrow. Husband says I'm becoming a professional chef.

Dinner was a triumph. See below.

Now, if only I could have a beer.

That's right. Skinless chicken wings with homemade Buffalo sauce (book) and a salad with homemade ranch dressing. (book) Husband was looking forward to this all day apparently and it didn't disappoint. Sauces were very easy to make. Feeling full tonight.

Husband says: Was sleepy more than energized. I had a protein salad for lunch. It was good. It's nice to have wing night again.

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