Friday: Day 3, when I woke up, I was worried it would be a continuation of the day before. Headache, foggy vision, etc., but it wasn’t! I actually woke up feeling refreshed and ready to go. I did get a slight headache that afternoon, but it passed, and the day went on without incident (i.e. cheating). I even resisted the snack drawer when one of my coworkers was refilling the Reese’s Cups section (for those of you who don’t know me very well, that was SUPER hard!).
That night, a friend and I squeezed in a Barre workout after work and headed over to another friend’s apartment for a girls get-together. We were all to bring something to eat, so I brought guacamole with bell peppers and Justin’s Almond Butter with celery hoping to satisfy both the sweet and salty sides of any cravings I may have around the buffalo chicken and spinach dips that I knew would be there.
Everyone was eating and drinking wine all night, but I stayed strong and stuck to what I brought. I drank water out of a wine glass because I thought it would make me feel better (it did). I also ate quite a bit because I hadn’t had dinner and was starving by the time we got there, but I didn’t feel gross afterwards like I usually did when snacking at one of these get-togethers. I got tired as the night went on, but I still felt refreshed. It’s pretty cool what good food can do for the body. Easy to forget as well.
Saturday: The next morning, Day 4, Sarah (you know her from previous posts) and I went to Crowder’s Mountain for a hike. I was excited because I had done it the weekend before just fine (maybe stopped once on the way up). I couldn’t wait to see how my body handled it now after a few days of eating well. I was disappointed. Sarah probably could have lapped me up that mountain. I was almost immediately out of breath and had to stop a few times on the way up the stairs (the steepest part of the mountain). But eventually, I made it, and we chalked it up to my body needing to get used to relying on the good food for energy versus the crap it usually does for quick energy bursts. This is pretty much confirmed in the Whole30 book I have (there’s a pretty helpful timeline on what to expect, and for the most part, has been fairly accurate so far). I probably shouldn’t have done such a tough workout so quickly after starting. But five miles later, I was happy we did it anyway. And then we headed to Chipotle, where I can actually find things to eat on the menu.
I guess I didn’t realize how terribly I’d been eating before I started this and how much it affected my energy and everything else. This has been quite an awakening already.
I did notice toward the end of Day 4, that my emotions were a little on edge as I spent some time with Gray that night. Everything was fine, our therapy session was going very well until I did something (still have no idea what) to scare him, and he scratched my hand, hissed at me and went to sit out of arm’s reach to stare at me with disdain. Usually, I will let a few seconds pass for him to calm down, and we will go back to it, but this time, I got overly emotional about it. Mostly angry (which is what the book said would happen). But I couldn’t be angry at him because he’s a scared little kitten, so I ended up crying about it in frustration. I was annoyed at him for not making his taming easier/faster/better. Annoyed at myself for taking him in and questioning if I did the right thing for him. I was annoyed at my brain for even questioning whether or not I did the right thing. And I was annoyed that I couldn’t go drink a glass of wine and get over the fact that I was so bothered at something so dumb. It was all just so. dumb.
But eventually, the feeling passed, I got over it and went on with my life/night.
Sunday: Day 5 passed pretty much without incident until that night. I had a date, and I told myself before I even started this that I wasn’t going to be that chick on a weird diet if I did go on any dates while doing this. I’d allow myself two drinks max, and it would be either red wine or a clear liquor with water. So, I already knew I was going to have wine. I had two glasses and that was that. I felt a little guilty about it, but I don’t think it was enough to derail my progress. Besides, they say a glass of red wine every now and then is healthy, right??
Either way, it doesn’t matter because I will be having wine occasionally (like on my birthday that is in two weeks), and I now get quite tipsy off two glasses of wine.
So there’s that.