Dear Diary,
Twenty-one days ago, I started the Whole30 challenge. Two days ago, I felt like I wanted to end it, not because it doesn't feel good, but because it just is seeming to take forever. Today, I am absolutely redoubling my commitment to get through these last 10 days. Because this afternoon I went clothing shopping.
Now, there have been plenty of times I've gone shopping and been depressed into starving myself only to binge the next day. This is not what happened today. Today, in the hopes of finding something to make myself look presentable at a company meeting next week, I MISTAKENLY chose a size smaller than I intended to. It fit and I liked the way it looked, so I thought, "Well, HALLELUJAH! Something that doesn't make me still look pregnant. Let's look at the size so I can buy it in every damn color and call this shopping done!" That is the only reason I looked at the size again, and I literally stared at myself in the mirror in utter shock.
I had just said the other day that I don't think I've lost weight, not more than bloat, but that's ok, because I do feel a little better. Well, I tried the next size down, just to see if that was even on the horizon. I'm not there yet, but I am VERY close, and certainly so much closer than I thought possible! So, there I was in the Ann Taylor dressing room completely in tears, certain that there is a sizing conspiracy to help motivate me through day 30. Well done, conspirators. It worked.
Breakfast: Quiche + grapefruit + coffee w/ coconut milk
Lunch: Leftover chicken w/ artichokes & sun-dried tomatoes (with a giant helping of "OMG I lost weight" on the side)
Dinner: Slow Cooker Thai Chicken Curry again (minus peanuts & potatoes, plus extra bell peppers)
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