The Whole30 is finished. And here are my thoughts on it.
I decided to try this particular "diet/ challenge - (if you will)", because I heard that it could reduce inflammation in joints. Not the diet per say, but the removal of an unknown food source that I was consuming, that could/ might be adding to my discomfort. This year I was diagnosed with a couple loose vertebrate, that resulted in having Spinal Instability. And since my body doesn't care for pain medication (nor am I a fan of band-aiding the real issues), I'm now willing to try most anything to help this situation with my health and certainly for only 30 days. I'm totally worth that! Everyone is, whatever their personal issues might be. SO, here's how it went.
Week 1 - PANIC
This week was filled with an unbelievable amount of panic. Panic from my body, because I wasn't feeding it all the bad shit it was craving and wanting, even though it was hurting me. Panic that I wasn't going to have enough to eat and I might die from starvation. Panic that I might eat the wrong thing accidentally and screw up this commitment. Panic that I didn't prep well enough for this journey and I could fail over that and Panic that I might kill some one from being Hangry. This was a long ass week.
Week 2 - RESENTMENT
OOhh… the pity party had rolled in by now. And it was celebrating all the lousy things I could possibly think about. I felt flu-ish from the detoxing of ALL my regular diet components. I was super ticked off that I had to even restrict myself to "possibly" relieve my lower back discomfort, "Why me??" I was totally over black coffee. I hated everything. I think at one point, I was even catching myself giving chickens the stank-eye when seeing images of them. Stupid chicken and their stupid eggs. Stupid, shitty chicken faces, don't even exist already! My life was obscenely angry.
However… I was sleeping like a baby.
Week 3 - OBSERVATION
I'm not sure exactly what and when it shifted. However, I subtly started realizing that I was laughing more this week. My shitty/ hateful looks had fallen away and in place was this weird "calm" face. Like you'd think I was listening to Enya, or some crap. I even liked chickens again and contemplated buying a coop. It was super wild. And on top of ALL that, I wasn't as lethargic and sickly feeling anymore. In fact, I'd goes as far as to say I was restless with energy. And not the kind that comes from a "high" of carbs or caffeine and then later "the crash" but, a steady/ consistent/ flow of it that never seemed to end. I sewed a LOT this week.
Week 4 - UNNERVED
I think the title of this week, pretty much sums up my thoughts on how I felt during this time, damn accurately. It completely unnerved me that I could feel SO good and the only thing I changed in my life was what I was eating (or NOT eating, depending on how you look at it). My energy was off the charts, sleeping like an infant, my mood was so steady and happy, and my back… NO PAIN. Yes, you read that correctly. I even did a test by going to the one place I could NEVER get through without bending over or having to squat to relieve the pressure in my spine, IKEA. I could have stayed all day! It was truly, bizarre! I bought a lot of shit that day. Clearly, being able to spend all day really looking through Ikea… leads to baskets of Christmas decoration loot.
SO… here's my ending thoughts…
I'm staying on the Whole30. I don't see any reason to stop living this lifestyle. Will I "cheat" every once in awhile… yep, I totally will. But, it will be on date nights… so, we don't break our home habits that we've spent this moth creating and ultimately… enjoying! I like eating clean and my body… DEFINITELY likes me eating clean. So, yeah… I would encourage anyone who feels yucky for one reason or another to try it fo sho!
OOHhh… and because I know there will be some curiosity as to weight loss. I will say only this on that topic. I personally do NOT use a scale. I never have. I don't believe a number should dictate what your level of fitness and overall health truly is. With that being said, I chose NOT to weigh myself in the beginning of this 30 day challenge or at the end. That wasn't why I did this. I have no doubt that there was some loss, because my clothes do fit differently. But, that was not "my" goal, so I don't see how it would help me gain anything with that certain knowledge.