It's moments like this: I'm the only one at home, and there's cookie dough in the fridge, and I think "I could eat some and no one would know ( Read more... )

Truth: By this point, I have to look at my last post to figure out what day I'm on. I've stopped counting. It doesn't matter anymore. I feel great ( Read more... )

Apparently I have ten days left on my whole30. As I've said before, I think it would take more like a whole60 to see a difference. My sweet friend yesterday said she saw a difference. She also made us dinner according to w30 guidelines, which was SUPER sweet of her. And when offered prosecco and blueberry pie, I politely declined. I do enjoy ( Read more... )

I looked up the timeline. Apparently days 12-15 you crave things you don't even usually like. For me that was ice cream. Well, I occasionally crave ice cream, but it is VERY occasionally. Once every other month? Once every six months ( Read more... )

cookie cookie cookie

I just want cookies.  All I want is a cookie. WILLPOWER.

Today I did a very nice and challenging thing. Today I made chocolate chip cookies for my roommates. THEY SMELL SO DELICIOUS. And I would really like one. But I won't eat one. Not right now. Not for at least another 14 days ( Read more... )

I'm bored. I don't know how to cook enough, and I don't feel financially capable of cooking. Trips to the store have been more difficult due to the chocolate/easy access sugar that is everywhere. I'm excited to go to TJ's because at least they keep that shit in the frozen food section, which I won't really visit anyway. I'm excited to be at the ( Read more... )

Today is day 13. I had to calculate it. I'm writing because tonight I really want ice cream. I had an extra serving at dinner and was definitely full, and just thought some ice cream would be nice. I'm not eating ice cream though. I miss it. The me who would eat the ice cream. It's important to me to note that that me wouldn't have overcome the me ( Read more... )

I don't feel the need to speak quite so much, as this is becoming part of my lifestyle and the days will stop mattering. It's kind've nice. No urge to quit today (though I did quite enjoy the smell of that chocolate cupcake.) Feeling great- excited, productive, in an upswing. I wish PF would get their shit together so I could work out ( Read more... )