I’ll be the first one to admit it, I don’t deal well with super strict eating rules. Even though I’m a planner and spend most Sunday afternoons prepping healthy food for the week, there are times when the day falls apart and everything flies out the window.
Take last week, for example. It was Week 3 of our family’s Whole30. I baked chicken, boiled eggs, washed fruit and made sure the entire family had meals that were compliant and would last most of the week. I did not plan on Snowpocalypse 2.0 hitting Monday and everyone being cooped up for days. One might think that would make the meal planning even easier- if it’s the only thing we have to eat in the house, we’ll eat it.
Wrong, on so many levels.
The kids were out of school all week long. By Wednesday, I really needed to be *in* the office, so I trekked out on the 30 minute commute. I wasn’t feeling all that great, but chalked it up to the -1 degree temperature.
By lunchtime, I wanted to curl up in a ball and take a nap. We’d been working feverishly on slides for a board meeting that was coming up and there was a lot of collaboration, coming up with new info, and then ditching things that didn’t work. My brain was tired. I was tired. I ate my ‘compliant’ lunch and still felt like crap. I was congested, exhausted and just wish I had never left my bed.
That’s when I spied them. The girl scout cookies I’d bought weeks ago- they were sitting on my bookshelf. All FOUR boxes of them.
Don’t start sweating yet! I didn’t eat ALL four boxes.
Just part of one. Like maybe 4 cookies. Then I put them in my desk drawer. You know, for safe cookie keeping.
An hour went by. I still felt like death. The sugar high never came. So strange (!) since I’d not had ANY sugar in over 2 weeks. Maybe I just needed a little more? I caved, I ate a few more.
Mind you, I realized at this point I wasn’t even tasting them. I couldn’t smell them, I was congested. They were just going in my mouth and probably could have been replaced with cucumbers and I wouldn’t have known the difference! Seriously.
After careful analysis, my careening off the healthy train boiled down to the fact that I felt terrible and somewhere in time, before I started the Whole30, I used food to feel better. Except, this time, I didn’t feel better. I felt even MORE terrible because I had done pretty well up until that point.
I didn’t beat myself up about it. I confessed to Josh as I cooked dinner that night and he was more than supportive. I focused on all the things I’d done right up until that point and chalked it up to a weak moment.
Here it is a week later and I am just now getting better from whatever funk it was I had contracted. I honestly believe it had something to do with being cooped up in this house too long during the ice and snow. I can’t confirm it, but it’s a theory at this point.
On to Week 4- we will be wrapping it up this week! I’ll let you know how we did as a family and what our plans are from this point forward.
Read about Week 1 HERE.
Read about Week 2 HERE.