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Whole30 - Day 30





Yep! You read that right. Today, my friends, is our last day of Whole30. No big deal... Just kidding. IT'S A HUGE F'N DEAL! We have gone 30 days with no sugar, no grains, no legumes, no booze and no dairy. Nothing processed has passed over these lips in a month and that is pretty incredible.

Three weeks ago, probably hungover and definitely not feeling all that great, my Huband and I decided that things needed a change. We were very aware that this endeavor would be much more successful if we did it together. After what felt like 10 whole minutes of discussion, we really couldn't think of a reason not to. And so it began....and here we are; a little lighter and a lot wiser.

Day 30 (AKA Tomorrow I can have wine!)

How the book says I'll feel: Holyoprahitsalmostoverwhatamigoingtoeatnow?

How I actually feel: Confident. This was a life change and it feels like it. Our house is still full of healthy foods. So there's no slope to slip on...just yet. The Hubs and I have a plan in place and I can see us following through. We've discussed everything from how much we'll drink to whether we'll go back to real butter or stick with ghee. (For the record, I think real butter will be a good reintroduction to dairy.)
Some things we've just decided to keep. Like, believe it or not, I actually got used to my coffee without half and half. Turns out almond milk is delectable. We will try to stick to a sugarless diet as much as possible. My label reading skills are as keen as ever and not much is going to sneak by me from now on.

Today, I measured myself. And I'm happy to report that there were 3 inches missing from my waist and 2 inches missing from my hips. (WHAT?!) both of us are fitting in our clothes much better and have even purchased a few new smaller things. (So much fun!)

Also, there's this...

Day 1 vs. Day 30. I'm all glowy and stuff!!

Day 1 vs. Day 30. Warning: Do not look at directly. Handsome blindness is real!

And that about sums it up. I'm so thankful for the support from our friends and family and especially to the guy pictured above. We were each other's best cheerleaders. To anyone starting this or contemplating this plan the biggest piece of advice I can give you is this - Don't go it alone. Support is everthing! 

Husband says: 30 days never felt so long but we learned a lot and are confident in how to move forward. I am extremely impressed and proud of my wife. Thanks for being a great partner in Whole30.

I'm pretty proud of him too.



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