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.