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Failure is an event. Not a person.

Day one. and I'm done. 


I sort of expected this. that's why I blogged, FB, and instagramed that I was doing the whole30. to keep me accountable. 


But it's too strict. for my life right now.
I work full time away from home, then come home to a family that does not even like to eat clean, let alone the whole30 way, and I have a million and one things to do. I'm always exhausted. and on top of that I'm very low on money. I also do not know how to hit all the macro nutrients my body needs without eating grains. It doesn't make sense right now. 

What I can do.

Is make a promise to myself to eat only whole foods for 30 days. 

No special rules. No extra restrictions. No "ruining" it because I went to a NASCAR game with my husband and they have no clean let alone paleo foods there. 


I am not sure how interesting it would be to blog about that. But I will. an outlet is an outlet. 
I don't need a special program to follow in order to say no to those cupcakes. or an excuse to put the best foods possible into my body. 

When I restrict myself too much I stop caring what's in the foods I eat and how healthy or unhealthy it will make me. I want to eat foods I don't even normally like simply because I know I'm not "supposed to".

It's embarrassing to not stick with a program. 

But it's better to do what is right for me and my life right now. 

I've got a whole chicken in the crockpot right now.. waiting for dinner. It's normal for me to eat like this now. I feel really good about that. I had a -rare- bad breakfast. But there's no way I'm going to beat myself up over that. no way. I did the best I could with what I had and I learned from it. I grabbed some leftovers (Which are healthy) for lunch today and if I get hungry in between meals I WILL eat.
I'm in the middle of trying to figure out why my face is breaking out like crazy, so I am trying to get  sugars out of my diet.
Basically to get to this point I went from a weekend of binging to a day of restriction.
It wasn't pretty.
moods all over the place.
I learned a lot in just that one day, though. Just not nearly as much as I wanted to learn about my body and how it responds to different foods.
I also was productive, trying to stay distracted from cravings.
I made:
Paleo Mayo
Paleo Deviled eggs
Paleo Guac
and some paleo chocolate balls. All derived from
http://www.ourpaleolife.com/ .
It's all amazing and I'm excited to have clean recipes to finally have these things again. I'm not a big fan of guac, but making my own makes me happy because I tweaked it to what I DO LIKE. :)
homemade is better.
Dinner last night was steak and veggies.

 

Hit the spot.


Also, I have some almonds soaking at home so I can make almond milk and almond meal with I get home.
My kids took some really yummy lunches to school today.

 
So I'm happy with our food choices lately, even if they're not ALL Whole30 approved :)
 


We will survive ;)

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