The ugly: I came down with a nasty 24-hour stomach bug (or food poisoning?) this week. It was... awful. Unfortunately, without going into detail, it ruined my ability to eat certain foods I'd been greatly enjoying so far this month.
The bad: This is more entertaining than bad, but I've started having carb dreams, which is a known side effect of Whole 30. After I was sick, I dreamed about bagels. Last night, I dreamed about gorging on Ritz cheddar cracker sandwiches, which I haven't eaten in YEARS! I woke up feeling so bummed that I'd broken plan for something so mundane. It's amazing how your body reacts when you drop the sugar and processed foods!!
The good: Thanks to Whole 30, and my stomach affliction, I'm down 4 pounds. I also was quite proud that--apart from a few sips of ginger ale during my bug--I stuck to Whole 30. My first attempt at food was a frozen banana blended with some compliant almond milk and a heap of dried ginger. It worked! My first solid was white potato (now allowed on the plan) baked into fries with coconut oil. And so I was back on track. (Side note: I've become a ginger fiend this week.. I'm putting it in everything.)
The best takeaway for me was realizing that the foods I'd normally default to: saltines, toast, bagels--weren't going to make me feel better than real food would. (Plus since I was starting with a clean slate nutrient-wise, I wanted to do it right.)
Overall, my energy is great. I've given up coffee (I stopped when I got sick and just haven't picked it back up... so far, so good). I think I'll keep black tea in the rotation, but if I can drop black coffee that's not a bad thing. I'm sleeping well until 5am (still trying to figure this one out). I've managed lights out by 10-10:30 most nights, an improvement.
Dinner last night was delicious: zoodles cooked with egg and garlic, topped with ground beef and broccoli sauteed in coconut aminos, ginger, and garlic. Definitely a keeper for those nights when I need a 10-minute meal.
Other things of note: I watched "Guardians of the Galaxy" last weekend, and I've decided this is my theme song for the year... not necessarily for a literal interpretation of its message, but for its joy:
I love the way the main character dances through danger, and you can't listen to it without wanting to dance in a wonderfully uncool way (like he does). It's a good year to metaphorically grab the alien rat by the gut to use as a microphone. (It makes sense if you watched the clip.)
Now please excuse me while I groove to "Come and Get Your Love" and continue my 2015 goal setting for work.
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