So, people do these detox diets because they are supposed to make you feel better. Give you boundless stores of energy, and change your life. Today is day 8 on the Whole30 and I just feel like a bloated, menopausal puffer fish. I'm always hungry. I wake up hungry. I go to bed hungry. I'm irritable and moody and always on the verge of a rampage. And it doesn't seem to matter how much I eat. You could back up a dump truck full of food and I could sit back with a fork and bib and still be hungry. I don't know what gives.
I have no idea how I'm going to make it through the next 22 days, but I'm gonna. I have been carefully measuring all my fat and protein and fiber to make sure that I'm eating a sufficient number of calories, and I definitely have. That means that this has to be psychological. My brain and body are raging against the loss of fast food and cupcakes. I can only hope that they give up and accept broccoli and chicken apple sausage sooner rather than later.
Creating my own sunshine 🌞