Day 2

The second day...
It's going to be a bumpy 30 days.

Most of Day 2 was pretty decent. I woke up feeling accomplished, got ready for work, and headed out the door.

My breakfast was 'egg cups' I had made the day before.
Crack one egg into each cup of a muffin tin, scramble, add spinach, bacon and whatever else you want.
Bake for 10-15 minutes at 350. Boom. Pre-made breakfast for a few days.
(There's your Lazy Person Anonymous tip of the week)

A little bit of a headache put a slight damper on my Day 2 confidence, so I made sure to guzzle down bottle after bottle of water.

Lunch seemed far away at first, but a few distractions later, it was time to hit the office kitchen.
The salad I had made the night before was a welcomed sight.
A few encouraging words from my coworkers who knew I had started Whole 30 made my confidence perk up a bit.

Until I realized... I hadn't factored in enough protein to adequately form a meal.

That's alright. No big deal.

Yeah, it was no big deal until it started getting later in the day...
My thoughts were like ping pong balls bouncing all over the place.

I really want cookies.... No you can't have cookies.

Well, if I have cookies today, and then start over...

I'm quitting before I really even started...

Who will really know if I tack on 2 days at the end?

What the heck am I thinking? I would know.

Cookies. And crackers. And french fries.

No, dangit!

Dear Lord, this is only Day 2.

Now, I'm not one susceptible to anger, but I became hangry.

Hangry - the anger and irrational behavior affecting one who is very hungry.

I didn't dare call/talk to anyone I loved until I had gotten home, taken a deep breath, heated up some leftovers, filled my confused tummy, and sat down on the couch next to an open window with the sound of birds chirping in the background.

Whew.

It was a little bit longer of a day than I had anticipated.
But you know what?

I already feel better.

Yes, I had to fight off the hangry monster.

Yes, there were moments in the day when I wanted to stuff my face with whatever I could find.

Yes, I contemplated the 'easier' route that would require less effort (although more problems down the road)

Now let's turn those yes's into no's...

No, I did not let the hangry monster win the battle.

No, I did not put anything harmful or 'unacceptable' into my body.

No, I do not want to give up.

Even with only 2 days of clean eating, I can already feel the difference.

Junk food and fast food and any other type of bad food feels different in your body - even right after you eat it.

I don't feel bad about what is in my stomach.

And although I know I will continue on this roller coaster of confidence and borderline defeat, I am looking forward to tomorrow.

Let's consider Day 2 a battle won.