whole30: day 30

Today is my last day of the whole30 and I can’t really believe it. Was it 30 days ago that I started this¬†ridiculousness or has it already been 30 days. I go back and forth with it feeling like forever and flying by.

I didn’t expect to become a believer of the paleo lifestyle or to ever want to eat any specific way. I like cake, dammit. Why would anyone want to deprive themselves of so many delicious treats? Those people are nuts, right?

Wrong. Those people are surely onto something. No, I didn’t loose a ton of weight and become invisible (I also don’t workout) but I am healthier. I sleep better and I feel better. I haven’t had headaches and my TMJ is way better. In fact, my jaw has only hurt twice. Which is crazy; it used to hurt at least twice a week.

So I think I’m going to stay with it. No, I’m not going to be a psycho about it and never eat any treats or pasta ever again, but I’m not going to do it on the reg. This certainly hasn’t been easy for me, but when I was in Trader Joe’s yesterday buying snacks I looked at the cookies and just walked away. You guys, that never happens. It may have taken 30 days, but I think I’ve finally realized that I can and should live without (as much) sugar.

Wish me luck…

***Also, head on over to The Vault Files and see what I have in my makeup bag (all natural of course)!

whole30: day 23

I had to admit this, let alone on the internet for the whole world to see, but I might actually like the whole30. Ssshhhh, don’t tell anyone!

That doesn’t mean that I don’t want a cookie. I want a cookie. Or a whole box of cookies. I think I’d be happy knowing I could eat a cookie, but I willingly choose not to.

It’s probably a huge surprise to you but I don’t like to be told no.

I have wanted to quit, not once or twice, but several times. This isn’t easy. Eating paleo in a very non-paleo world takes a lot of thought and event hough I like cooking, sometimes I don’t want to. But if you’re doing the whole30, you have to. You can’t order pizza.


That’s what they say, isn’t it? I mean, I’m too much of a psychopathic asshole to let myself quit because then I’d punish myself for weeks or something equally dysfunctional.

whole30: days 1-7

I’m not going to write this post and say that the first week of the whole30 was easy, because it wasn’t. The first week was out of control at work with birthdays galore and you know how I love treats. I had to turn down cake and cookies and died a little inside.

Day three was what I think hell on earth is like. I thought I was dying. My body hated me and all systems were shutting down on me since I took away their precious sugar. I had a ridiculous headache, ringing in my ears and just wanted to lay down on the floor and end it all.

It’s definitely been all good from there. I’m sleeping better, I wake up easier in the mornings and I just feel better. Yes, at some points in the day I want a cookie or some cheese or a yogurt for breakfast but not having those things isn’t the end of the world. There are a ton of amazing resources out there with great recipes.

well fed cookbook

This book is amazing. I’d consider it my compass through the whole30. I’m only going to say this one thing about it: IT HAS A RECIPE FOR PALEO RANCH DRESSING. I rest my case.

Currently I’m on day 9 and I won’t lie, I miss baking a lot and can’t wait to get back to it once I can actually have a bit of what I make but I don’t think I’ll ever sit down and eat a dozen cookies again. At least not on purpose.

day one

It’s day one which means it will be 30 days, at least, until you see another sweet treat on my instagram feed which makes me more sad than it makes you jealous.¬†

Instead, my instagram feed will be nothing but healthy crap, which is so boring. #whathaveidone?
Yes, I just hashtagged in a blog post. Deal with it. 

I know a lot of you think I’m smoking crack with this but you’ll be so jealous when I’m ridiculously skinny. Not that being skinny is a motivation but fitting into my Current/Elliott jeans sure as shit is.