Man, one of the biggest learning curves I’ve had to deal with on this thing is planning ahead. It’s funny, because I keep overestimating either what I’ve actually done, or how far what I’ve done will get me. Anyway, today was a bit rough. More dress shopping with the sister, and I was out of the house from 10 AM till about 3 PM. I’d had my last two cooked eggs for breakfast, but I hadn’t bothered to eat any fruit (I usually do). I’d brought some almonds with me, which I ate around lunch time. My mom kept whining about wanting to take us all to lunch as well, which didn’t make it easier to wait till I got home to have my salad. And since I hadn’t bothered to take any meat out of the freezer the day before and I’d eaten all my eggs, my salad didn’t have any protein. Wasn’t a huge deal, I ate the salad as a snack and made dinner a couple hours later (sweet potato hash with fried eggs– because all my meat is still frozen! [I pulled out some ground beef, finally]). Oh well, things to work on.
It’s day 26. I’m almost there.
I have been crazy tired lately, and I can’t understand why. I’d been getting up pretty early (for me), but today I didn’t wake up until 8:30, and I went to bed around 11, which is earlier than normal. It was work to even stay up that late. Super strange.
Yesterday I took my sister and her matron of honor (and her kid) to look for wedding dresses. The MOH and her kid were hungry halfway through, so we went to the Wendy’s drive through. They ate their chicken nuggets and fries in my backseat. It was ok. It was harder to stay away from the cookies and candy bowls at the bridal shops, but I managed.
Oh, I did cheat a little bit, but on accident. I wasn’t thinking when MOH offered me a piece of gum (Trident- at least it didn’t have real sugar), and chewed it for a few seconds before I realized what I was doing and spit it out. Oops.
I brought them back to my place when we were done and offered them something to drink. MOH was surprised that I had Diet Coke in my house but don’t drink it. Also, I made my sister a vodka soda with the grapefruit fizzy water. She says it is indeed delicious. So, there’s that.
I have to go back to the store today. Blah. Whole Foods on a Sunday. Kill me. Then tomorrow a job interview and a contractor coming out. No fun.
After today, only 10 more days to go! I think?
Almost forgot to post. I am so tired today. I fell asleep on the couch around 8 while I was watching a movie. Admittedly, it was a bad one, so it may not be all me.
Today was actually kind of difficult. Started off fine, but then I had to hang at the boyfriend’s for a minute while he got his shit together so I could take him to the airport. Beer and raisin bread and day-old, has-been-sitting-out-all-night pizza were all screaming at me to ingest them. I really, really, REALLY wanted to. Bah. I didn’t.
I was mostly over it by the time I got home, but rather than finish making the chicken salad I’d started before I left, I decided it was best to have a giant salad (with some of the chicken) immediately. Apparently I was hungry.
Anyway, I’ve lost track of what day I’m on, pretty much. Seventeen? Eighteen? Who cares. the last day is marked on my calendar. Getting closer.
I’m so having pizza and beer when I’m done with this. Not all the time or anything, but it’s happening. Maybe I won’t like it anymore?
Well, I’m so proud of me. A friend of mine is in town for one night only, and she wanted to go to dinner. So we went to a “gastropub”, not that impressive, but she wanted a beer, and they have tons there. Anyway, point being, I ate a salad (the beef and bacon probably had some noncompliant ingredients, but I removed everything non-whole30 that I could). I only drank water. I didn’t die.
Then we went shopping. Apparently, my self control does exist. It just has limits. Oops.
Day 16. Spent more money at the grocery store, am still being pretty unsocial. It helps that one of my best drinking buddies is out of town, and another is preggers. I feel pretty good, for the most part. Don’t have much going on at the moment, or much to say otherwise. Two more weeks to go.
Not much to say today. Another weekend, another few days of trying to balance this thing and still see people. It’s getting easier. ‘No’ and ‘no thanks’ are becoming pretty routine. I’m almost two weeks in now.
Also, yesterday I discovered (columbusing here, sorry) La Croix grapefruit fizzy water. No sweetener, no calories. It will be sooooooo good with vodka once I’m done with this whole thing. Anyway, 12 down, 18 to go.
Well, I made it through yesterday. It was a bit difficult. I’ve been sort of keeping myself out of the way of temptation for the most part, but that wasn’t really possible at the boyfriend’s house. Haha, he had bread and (stale) cookies there, which I wanted more than anything in the whole world. And his friend came over and drank a sixer of shitty beer, which also made me sort of jealous. Good beer would have made it worse though.
Otherwise, things are going according to plan. Have one more weekend to make it through with the boyfriend in town, then he’ll be gone for a couple of weeks. Hopefully that means I can just kind of hole up in my house and avoid people and non-compliant food.
Unfortunately, I may be starting a new (old) job in a couple of weeks. Not that I wouldn’t be happy to be employed, but already knowing so many people there is going to make it harder to decline lunch invites and the free food they pass around constantly. I feel like it will be entirely too difficult to eat out with all the no sugar/soy/etc. restrictions. I feel like even grilled chicken and steamed vegetables will be difficult, and I hate being that person who asks a bazillion questions when everyone’s trying to order and is pressed for time. Oh well.
20 more days to go.