Day 15

So I’m happy that I made it to Day 15 but my day in general was not good.  I was in a constant state of wanting to drink all the wine while eating my weights worth in cookies.  I’m sure this is standard but at this point I don’t even care.  Between work and everything else I’m ready to volunteer at the hospital for a study involving a coma.

I realize now that when I’m stressed I definitely seek solace in food and alcohol.  I don’t think it’s a problem since I never overindulge but it’s good to at least recognize my impulses.  I really do try to back myself out of tense situations.  Whether it be going for a run, or taking a bath (with salts – that’s my jam), or even just relaxing at home.  But regarding stress and bad days, when it rains it pours and it can be hard to talk myself down from a ledge.

Anyway, I did it.  I made it through Day 15, my apt is standing and Tom is still alive.  And just to throw out something positive from yesterday….I mastered the hell out of sweet potato fries.  I decided to “wing it” which is a great idea when you just recovered from a fall into your pitch black apartment.  I used three methods – Instant Pot…to the stove…and then the Air Fryer.  A lot of swearing and stomping around when into these fries.  But an hour later there they were.  THEY WERE REALLY GOOD.  Whew.

I’m currently writing this on Day 16 but I still wanted to acknowledge yesterday because getting this far is huge for me.  Doing something this detailed takes a lot of work and I am very proud of myself for actually doing it.  It is very hard because Tom really doesn’t understand it.  He does ask me about it from time to time but he is naturally turned off from anything he considers a “fad” and sadly that is what the Whole 30 is to many people lately.  I think that more people do this to lose weight and honestly weight loss is not something I personally have noticed during these 15 days.

As of right now (Day 16), I have 9 days left on this.  I’m doing the Whole 25.  What I hoped to see, most of all, was an improvement in how I feel every day and a remedy or an improvement in my skin condition that has me hating summer more than I hate our current president.  So far, I do feel a lot better every day but have yet to see the change in the skin condition.    I’m hoping I will though. I’d like to be able to wear shorts and not look like I have chicken pox.