Well, Whole30-ish turned into Whole30-FAIL. I face-planted into a pizza, and IT WAS SOOOOO WORTH IT!!! Whole30, it was fun, but we just weren’t meant to be together. Pizza has always had my heart.
I will say, my eyes were puffy (puffier than normal, anyway) the next morning. I’m sure it was the dairy or carbs or whatnot, but I just look at that as a challenge. I will just have to eat more pizza so my body remembers it is a friend.
Then guess what else I had? A caramel soy macchiato from Starbucks. HOLY SUGAR RUSH, BATMAN!!!
Now yes I love those indulgences, but honestly the Whole30 food is good too. I will definitely incorporate it into my diet more, but I realllllly don’t eat too far off from Whole30 in the big picture. I didn’t notice a big difference in how I felt (maybe I would’ve had I stuck to it), and I felt it was costing more $$ than what it was worth.
I like having options and not feeling restricted. I mean, I was afraid I was going to get goldfish cracker crumbs on my food by accident, for the love! That is no way to live, people.
Here are a couple positives I am taking away from my Whole17:
- I am cooking and meal-prepping more now
- I get full faster
- ummmmm, that’s all I can think of at the moment… *crickets chirping*
I’m sure I’ll think of more…
Here was my last Whole30 pic:
A sad BLT that desperately misses bread. How can I deny it a bread hug? I can’t. And that is why Whole30 and I parted ways, I have compassion. And pizza in my belly.