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Whole30 - Day 29

Two days until wine. And oh shit.

Day 29

How the book says I'll feel:Holyoprahitsalmostoverwhatamigoingtoeatnow? The realizatoin that this is ending combined with the terror of trying to do it freestyle.

How I actually feel: A little panicked honestly. For almost a month now, the list of what I can't have has been the focus of everything. I've changed plans because I couldn't drink and didn't want to be tempted. We've changed restaurants because there were noncompliant foods. And our daughter now asks for healthy treats rather than chips and cookies. So...now what?



Tomorrow is our last day. OUR LAST DAY. And after that, we are on our own. I see now why many people just choose to do it again right away. Although it's a pain in the ass, it would be easier just to keep these rules in place. But, we live in the real world. And keeping up this regiment would be tough (and expensive) long term. I have to remember that this was meant to be a short term deal. A life-changing short term deal, to be sure. Still...

We will start our reintroduction process on Thursday. There's a low sulfite bottle of red upstairs just waiting to be opened. We will toast to a job well done and a healthier future. And then we will order the biggest cheesiest, meatiest, greasiest pizza known to man....I kid! I kid!

Husband says: Looking forward to the reintroduction phase just so I can see the real point of all of this - what reactions I have to certain food types. And I'm just looking forward to a drink...or two.
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