Whole30 is whooping my butt. My tummy has felt off since I had breakfast this AM, and I think it has to do with all the bananas and the sudden addition of cauliflower (I’ve been having a cauliflower soup for dinner the past two nights– it’s very good).
It’s actually not fair to say that it’s Whole30, because aside from a couple of inconveniences, things are going fine. I just feel so heavy right now. It feels stupid to think about how much I want to be thin, especially for my wedding, because that’s so not important in the grand scheme of things.
Ugh, my thoughts are all over the place today because even THAT is wrong. The wedding part, maybe, but I’ll be real: the summer after I lost forty pounds was great! I felt confident and happy in my skin. I was at the top of my game. I feel like everything else in my life is pretty great too, so imagine if things WERE great and I FELT great.
I feel like I need more structure. I need to approach everything in my life with moderation. Binge watching new shows definitely throws me off my game. That said, having The Office or Parks and Recreation on in the background while I do chores has always worked. I think that staying active and not couch potato-ing it will help me be more active a person. If I go from dinner to doing dishes to chores to self-care to reading to meditating to bed, there won’t be a whole lot of room for me to sit on the couch and crave something sweet.
Someday I’ll take my own advice. Meanwhile I still wish I had Blair Waldorf’s style, Serena’s smile, and the ability to slap Dan because how DARE he have already moved on so fast?? Love of his life, my butt. It’s sad that I’m quicker to forgive Joe Goldberg for murder than Dan Humphrey for getting with Georgina Sparks. Catch me caring.
