First of all, I think I’m well within my rights and privileges as a human being to stop and take a sigh of relief at having completed such an ordeal.
Okay, let’s continue.
Y’all, 30 days ago, I somehow got roped into participating in the Whole30 with a group of coworkers and friends. I look back and I’m still not sure how Erin convinced me to join in on the
torture fun. Some may say she’s very persuasive. I’m still leaning toward sorcery.
However it happened, I did it. I got on board. And I stayed on board. It was really rough about a week in and I was so close to quitting I’m actually a little surprised I didn’t quit. But I stuck with it. I didn’t fall prey to temptation of any kind. I didn’t have a cheat day. I didn’t even have a cheat moment.
The hard part, for me, was giving up the caffeine, which, you don’t actually have to give up on Whole30. But all the caffeine I ever get comes from soda. And that you definitely have to give up. But I wasn’t about to choke down black coffee just to say I still got my caffeine intake. No thanks. I don’t like coffee when it’s hopped up on sugar and creamer and foamy whatever Starbucks includes. Again, no thanks.
I weighed myself at the beginning. I weighed myself this morning. I’ve lost 15 pounds. I didn’t do any of the measurement things that I’m sure trainers do to gauge progress. But I can say that my jeans are looser. Not so bad that I need to drop a size to stay comfortable. But I’m not trying to suck it in when I button them, either. And I did go further in by one notch on my belt. So that’s something.
I have had more energy in recent days. I sleep well at night. I wake up refreshed in the morning usually before my alarm. That hasn’t happened in a while.
Most of all, I learned that I actually have discipline to stick with something. This must be how Mr. Miyagi felt when he caught a fly with chopsticks. Now that I’ve completed Whole30, I can accomplish anything.
I’m not following the suggested step down process. I’m diving right back into my favorite processed foods. I’m sure it will have an ill effect on my body in the days to come, but I’ve missed so much that a part of me just doesn’t care.
So what? Was it all for nothing? Lose a few pounds in a month just to put it all back on? No… At least, that’s not the way I’m planning to move forward.
I gave up soda. I plan to keep that given up. I’m not saying I’ll never drink a Coke again, but I’m not going to make it my go to beverage when I’m eating a meal or just feeling thirsty. And, where my diet is concerned, sodas have been my biggest vice.
The caffeine withdrawals were difficult, sure. But I got through it. Now I’m not addicted to caffeine anymore. I don’t want to be addicted to it ever again.
I may have mentioned before, I’ve heard of people who stopped drinking soda for an extended period of time, then when they tried one again, it was too sweet. They didn’t like it. I’m curious about how a month away from soda has affected my taste buds. Will I take a sip of Coke and make a funny face?
Another habit I hope to continue from Whole30 is eating breakfast every day. I found that I had to eat breakfast every day or I would just be insanely hungry. Don’t get me wrong, I was pretty much hungry all the time on Whole30. But a day without breakfast made things so much worse.
I’ve never really been one to eat a good breakfast. On the occasions that I did eat something prior to 10:00 a.m., it was usually a Pop-Tart that I grabbed on my way out the door. Now I’m more likely to crack a couple of eggs to cook and eat once I’ve gotten up in the morning. And that takes all of five minutes.
I won’t stop eating the foods I used to eat. Granted, not everything is the healthiest selection, but I’m not one to overeat. I’m not much of a snacker. I don’t have much of a sweet tooth. So, my thought is, if I maintain a good balance and go back to eating these things I’ve missed in moderation, things might be okay.
Will I ever put myself through Whole30 again? I’ll never say never. I have friends who do it annually or every other year. And maybe I’ll try again in a year or so. But that’s a bridge I’ll decide to cross when I get to it.
For now, pass the pizza, I’m starved!