Day Three

Day Three has passed, which means we are 10% of the way through our program! I like to think I am one of those "glass half full" kinda gals. Unless this is drinking contest... then it's half empty ;)

Anywho, we woke up yesterday feeling tired. No headaches, body aches, or other "Charlie Sheen" side effects, just simply tired. But after dragging ourselves downstairs, making omelets with bacon and drinking a glass of water, we both began to perk up. This timeline found on the Whole30 website is something I find to be hilarious, yet honest, when it comes to what you can expect day by day as your program progresses (it'll explain the Charlie Sheen reference). All in all, none of our side effects have been even close to as intense as this explains, but I'm A-OK with that.

Confession: I failed on an epic level and didn't take a single photo of what was on the menu yesterday. I'm hoping you'll forgive me and that you can envision what the following would look like.

Breakfast: Red Pepper Omelets, Bacon, and Sweet Potato Hash
Snack: Dried Strawberries
Lunch: Sautéed Mahi Mahi and Sautéed Cauliflower
Dinner: Leftover Fish, Spinach salad, and Apple with Almond Butter (for me) and Taco Lettuce Cups, a puree pouch, applesauce and veggies (for Jason)
Snack: Banana Chia Pudding (for me) and an Apple (for Jason)

I know, I know, I left a decent bit to be imagined. On the plus side, most of these items are bound to make a repeat appearance in the next 26 days, so I'll try to be better about the photos.

Jason had a little bit of an annoyance yesterday, which brings me back to my advice about reading It Starts with Food. If you are considering doing a Whole30, read the book, just trust me. I am giving a lot of credit for feeling so positive at this point to the fact that I really allowed myself to mentally prepare, understand and plan for what I was getting into. Jason didn't read the book and pretty much gave me the "yea, I'm doing it. I don't need to constantly talk or think about it" attitude leading up to the start of our 30. This came back to bite him a little last night when he asked me to send him a text with all the ingredients he had to avoid so he could try to pick something from a local bar menu when out with some coworkers. To his dismay, water and the package of roasted almonds he had from the gas station were his only options. He's a big kid, so if he wanted to go out with the guys and have to fight off those temptations, power to him. For me, my eight hour day at work takes enough resistance, so I'll be staying away from the greasy, delicious, and off limit torture of the bars and restaurants.