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Whole30 - Days 24-27

And suddenly we're nearing the end. Woo hoo!!

Days 24-27

I've missed blogging the last few days because the How the book says I'll feel is the same through Day 27. They claim there will be few interludes along the way, however, with a "I'm so over this" and "The scale (and mirror) are calling."

How I actually feel: A little nervous. After nearly a month of nothing but goodness, I am absolutely terrified of two things:

1. That milk/grains/sugar/booze are going to be so much more delicious than I ever remembered and my introduction phase will just be a slippery slope.

2. That milk/grains/sugar/booze are going to throw a monkey wrench into what now feels like a body that working properly.

With those in mind, we've decided to pretty much keep going after thirty days. (Yes, we're crazy.) Not on such a grand scale but definitely a much stricter regiment than we had pre-Whole30. It just seems like the right thing to do.We both feel good, look good and our little girl has also adapted nicely to our less-junk menu. Although she is quick with the taunting, "You can't have sugar! I can have whatever I want!" Jerk.

Both of the aforementioned interludes were experienced by both of us. Interestingly enough, we read about them after having them so no preconceived ideas were in play. I am a little food bored. Over it. And looking forward to not being "that person" in a restaurant. On the other hand, I did take a full-body selfie and send it to my Mom with the caption, "Check me out! Whole 30!" lol I'm dying to measure myself again because I can tell inches are gone.

In the spirit of keeping things fresh (yes, it's a pun), we did try some new recipes this week.

Organic chicken stirfry with coconut cauliflower rice.

Bangers and mash with a fruit salad.


A Benny-like breakfst; poached eggs over bacon, garden fresh tomato and garlic mash.



All were ridiculously satisfactory and I'm really enjoying coming up with new recipes on our own. Like I've said before, I know the rules now, so let's get cooking!

Husband says: There's definitely times where I feel the weight of the project. It has moved slowly. I don't know if I've gotten bored with food so much as all too aware of how limited I am in our choices. What was a challenge at first is now just annoying. Though I've never felt that I was overly tempted to the point where I was going to give in.

Exercise is different. The food we eat is everything we need for the day with nothing left over for real exertion. When I exercise, I am spent. But I feel the burn more. I feel my muscles actually working.

Bonus: Having seen the Husband's exhaustion with exercise, I've decided to wait to add that challenge. My gym membership is stagnant right now but I hope to get back into the routine next week.

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