What’s the one item when trying to change people tell you is key to success? Share the experience. Let others know you are on your health journey. Really? I thought that was a good idea. Today thought I’m not so sure.
Everyone, and I mean everyone knows I’m a picky eater. Corn, peas, Lima beans and potatoes are pretty much my limit on vegetables. Fruit? Um, applesauce and maybe a slice of pineapple on ham. Yep that captures all the fruit typically on my diet.
Now, shall we count how many people stop by or text me during the day? How’s lunch? Are you hungry? What could you possibly find to eat? Are you going to stop this thing pretty soon?
Even worse, today’s lunch honestly wasn’t good. Leftover Greek Meatballs from the other night. They were fair the first time but unforgettable the second. A recipe that won’t be repeated during or after the Whole30 program ends.
At least Shawn cooked up a storm this past weekend. Thankfully, he’s both a sweetheart and a trooper. Courageously he has volunteered to finish those off for us. I just need to pack other lunches for the rest of the week.
For those who know Shawn, you see how protective of me he is. He say’s he doesn’t worry about anything in life. He has tremendous faith. However, since we’ve been married let’s just say he got more than he could bargain for. I do keep him on his toes. High school friends just laugh. Anyways, now we have a daily ritual of interrogating (maybe that’s too strong, maybe not). How are you doing? Are you feeling okay? Are you going to make it?
Really, Whole30 Day9 finds me with a headache. I’m tired and feel like I’m not firing on all cylinders. I’d love to have a Pepsi and some pretzels with peanut butter. No, I’m not hungry – a question I’m asked numerous times a day. But that doesn’t remove the desire.
So, Whole30 Day9 ends with me drinking yet more water (you have no idea how water logged I feel) and hoping this is all worth it in the end.