It’s been a little over a week since I started Whole30, and I can honestly say it’s not as hard as I remember it the first time I tried. Life without donuts and lattes and bread is not a life I want to lead permanently, but I’ve enjoyed trying new recipes. It’s also nice to find an excuse to eat more fruits and veggies in the dead of winter. Below are some notes I took about how I felt each of the last ten days if you’re interested to know more.
Day one: Realizing how much I turned to food when I was sad, happy, angry, overwhelmed, etc. hit me like a truck on day one. I found myself wanting certain items just because it was the normal time of day I’d grab a latte or take a lunch break instead of only eating because I’m hungry. This day was a wake-up call.
Two: Because I couldn’t rely on my go-to meals, I prepped a lot of items as if I was growing my pantry from scratch. Everything takes longer to make which is fine in the evening and you’ve got nowhere to go but annoying when you’re trying to get out the door for work in the morning.
Three: I didn’t think this was possible, but on the third day I wrote, “I might be sweet potatoed out.” The third day was the hardest for me so far. I went to a friend’s for a girls night where I turned down margs and tortilla chips in favor of sparking water and sweet potato chips I made the night before. I topped the chips with the nacho ingredients I could have: shredded lettuce, guacamole, salsa and compliant taco meat. It wasn’t the same, but I’m glad I powered through my headache and made it to the weekend.
Four and five: Exhaustion rolled in on the fourth and fifth days. Thankfully it was the weekend so I loafed around the house with nothing pressing to do. I relied on smoothies to fight my hunger cravings and tried to convince myself I didn’t miss baking all that much (lies).
Six and seven: Finally I was feeling great! I noticed I had more energy on my runs, I’ve been sleeping like the dead, and having a clementine after dinner instead of ice cream isn’t really all that bad. I also found meals like the cauliflower rice fried rice pictured above which thankfully require less than an hour of prep and work.
Eight, nine and ten: Sadly, the excitement did not last. I made the mistake of weighing myself on the eighth day (something which is strictly off limits) and noticed zero change! How could this be? I eliminated dairy, legumes, sugar, and gluten and the scale hasn’t budged an ounce? Needless to say my spirits were down, but I’m glad I didn’t grab cookies to console myself. My cravings for cheese, sandwiches, and ice cream have unfortunately only gotten stronger.
According to this Whole30 timeline, all of what I’m experiencing is par for the course. People are most likely to quit on the tenth day, and today marks eleven days for me (praise!). After noticing zero changes on the scale, I’ve vowed not to step on it again until the program is over. The whole point of Whole30 is not to lose weight but rather to reset your relationship with food. Day one was a big wake-up call, that much I know.
Since the day I stepped on the scale, I’ve tried to take notice of when I’m hungry and why. I’ve been working out more which helps quell my anxiety and I bought a monthly planner (pictured above) to help me stay organized and motivated.
I’ve also tried to avoid social media and looked for other ways to treat myself. (It’s not until you can’t have cakes and toasts that you realize just how much people share photos of cakes and toasts.) Instead of turning to food, I’m blogging more often than ever before and developing my personal portfolio (a post about that forthcoming). I made spaghetti squash pad thai last night which was so good I just about cried, and then ended the evening watching Hidden Figures at the Air and Space Museum.
I have no regrets about trying this program, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t already looking forward to it being done.