This morning, I could not get out of bed. The alarm went off at 7am, and I just could not bring myself to do it. It took an hour for me to finally open my eyes and wake up – to a sore throat and heavy body. Concerned it was a sign of the beginning of a cold, I loaded my body up with vitamin C: freshly squeezed lemon water and lots of fruits.
My tiredness lingered on the rest of the morning, and I was clearly cranky. I lay down next to my husband who was also working from home, and tears started streaming out of my eyes. I was stressing out about my career again. He listened to me and walked me through my thoughts, and helped me feel a little bit better. When I was done, I blurted out “I sort of want Rice Krispies.” I don’t think I’ve eaten or even thought about them in a couple of decades, so I’m not even sure why this came to me at this time.
I had a big lunch, because I was extremely hungry. Lunch was a little bit of everything: leftover grilled coconut-curry chicken, scrambled eggs, mashed potatoes, and salad. Since I couldn’t work out in the morning, I had planned to work out in the afternoon. I could run outside where it was finally above zero but wet from the previous night’s rain, run inside on the dreaded treadmill, or do leg exercises. When the afternoon came, my body still felt tired and my mind foggy. One thing the Whole30 is making me better at is listening to my body. It was begging me for a day off. Once I made a decision to make today my “rest” day, I felt a huge weight come off of my shoulders.
I continued to feel a little bit off throughout the rest of the day. It was probably due to this low-carb diet, but it also might have had to do with the weather. It was dark and gray and gloomy outside. The one upside was that I was able to get more research and reading done than other days, so perhaps it was just that kind of day. Mid-afternoon, I grabbed a snack of a couple oranges and some nuts. Snacking is a habit, not necessarily a necessity.
For dinner, we cooked stuffed peppers and sweet potato soup. I could have roasted the peppers, which my husband described as “warm raw peppers,” a little bit longer. But the delicious stuffing more than made up for it. My husband made sweet potato soup, which I may have had a little too much of. Like that time I grabbed one too many walnuts and forced myself to finish the handful, I took too much soup and felt like I had to finish it. Again, the recipes in the Whole30 never disappoint.
A week has gone by since starting the Whole30. I definitely feel less bloated than before, and my nails, which have been breaking every other day from the cold and dry weather, have gotten stronger. But my mood is still very much up and down, and I still have to reenergize with an afternoon snack. The things I miss most are beer and wine. It’s funny that I don’t miss cocktails at all, since that’s what I’ve been more into recently. The key to not craving non-compliant carbs or snacks has been “out of sight, out of mind.” As long as I don’t see it, I don’t miss it. I definitely appreciate my husband going on this diet with me. Cooking together everyday and discovering new recipes has been fun and exciting, and it’s nice to be in it together. My husband and I both travel quite frequently for work, so I’m worried about how we’ll hold up once that picks up again and we’re eating more meals out and at airports, with coworkers instead of each other. So far, the Whole30 has been good. They say that the hardest days are still ahead. “This is not hard. This is not hard.”