Blame it on the A-a-a-a-a-alcohol

I am in the reintroduction stage of my Whole30! I’m doing the fast reintroduction, which means that every third day, I try a new food group – leaving two full whole30 days in between. This allows you to see how the new food group affects you, and also gives your body time to get rid of it before starting the next food group.

On Day 1, I reintroduced alcohol. I’m not a big drinker, but I do like to drink at special occasions or get-togethers. There have been times in the past when my face would get super hot and red – almost like an allergic reaction. Over the last nine months or so, however, I haven’t experienced this again (yay!). But I wasn’t sure what to expect since my body is so clear of processed junk – would my body react more or less to the alcohol?


I first decided to try wine. I don’t like wine, but I thought maybe I would like it more now that I’m not consuming so much sugar.

Nope. Still gross. I forced myself to take four or five sips, before dumping the glass. Plus, it made my stomach feel weird – acidic I guess?

So, I gave it a little time to process. I wanted to try something else, just to make sure I had enough alcohol to really feel any possible side effects * wink wink *

I discovered whiskey over the holidays this past season, and I liked it. Also it was Wednesday night, Supernatural was on, and I was like, you know what, I’m gonna do a shot a whiskey for Dean Winchester. Don’t judge.


I had a mini bottle of whiskey from a couple years ago, so I took a shot. The whiskey itself was actually gross – probably not a very good brand or whatever – but man… I felt good! And I didn’t have any sort of bad reaction to it.

The next day I was okay. I felt slightly crummy all day, but nothing too bad – and nothing I wouldn’t expect after a night of drinking (I’m a light-weight, folks!).

So – yes! I can drink alcohol. Probably still won’t be drinking that often, but it’s nice to know I can when the occasion calls for it.

Today, I added legumes to my diet. I’ll blog about that in a few days when I see how they made me feel!

Nighty Night!


“I Am Whole30” or “And now: Wine”

I’m writing this blog in two parts: Day 30 and Day 31. It’s a little long, but I hope you enjoy!


Today, it’s Day 30! Woohoo! I felt very happy and excited all day that I had actually made it through 30 days, and so easily at that. Later in the afternoon, however, a weird mood started to set in.

I felt nervous. Nervous that when I stepped on the scale in the morning, it wouldn’t have changed as much as I wanted it to change. Nervous that I would all of the sudden go back to all my old habits without the rules dictating what I could and couldn’t eat.

Those nerves slowly transitioned to depression. What the heck? As I’m writing this, I’m pretty irritated that I feel this way. I mean, this has been amazing and no matter what the scale says in the morning, so many changes have taken place in me over the past month, that I should be so proud of myself and excited for the future!

I wish the scale didn’t matter as much in my mind. I’m still planning to weigh myself in the morning, but after that’s done I’m throwing the scale back into the closet for at least another two weeks, if not another month. I cannot, and will not, allow a number on a scale to derail my progress anymore.

I took after pics of myself tonight and that kinda bummed me out too. I guess I was expecting to see a huge difference in them, but I just don’t see it. BUT I’m not a photographer. I took pics of myself with my camera’s self-timer in bad lighting. So I closed the pics and probably won’t look at them again – what do they know anyway?

There is a list in the Whole30 book that they tell you to go over before weighing yourself. A list of all the positive changes that may have happened for you over the last 30 days. They have you do this so that you keep those things in mind when you step on the scale – it’s not just about the number!

Since I’m not a great morning person, I’m going over these things tonight.

Here are MY positive changes:


-Flatter stomach

-Clothes fit better

-Less bloating

-Feeling more confident in appearance (most days 😉 )


-Fewer PMS symptoms

-Less diarrhea (just being real here, folks!)

-Fewer seasonal allergies



-More outgoing

-More patient

-More optimistic

-Less anxious

-Less stressed

-Fewer mood swings

-Fewer sugar cravings (none)

-Fewer carb cravings (none)

-Improved self-confidence

-Less reliance on the scale!!!

-Feeling in control of food


-Improved performance at job

-Faster reaction times

-Clearer thinking

-Higher productivity


-Sleep more soundly


-Energy levels are higher

-Energy levels are more even!!!

-More energy in the morning (still not a morning person though.. let’s be clear..)

-More energy to exercise (lunchtime walks! Yay!)

-No longer need to eat every two hours

-No longer get cranky if I don’t eat


-Started moving or exercises (lunctime walks! Yay again!)


-Healthier relationship with food

-Eat to satiety

-Listening to my body

-No longer afraid of dietary fat


-Don’t use food for comfort, reward, punishment, or stress management

-No longer a slave to sugar or carb cravings

-More variety, color, vitamins, and minerals in my diet

-No more food guilt or shame

-No more binging


-New cooking skills

-New recipes

-Meal prep is organized & efficient

-I am Whole30 🙂

Dang. I’m feeling better already! So glad I did that! See you in the morning, scale!



I laid in bed for a bit this morning, hesitant to get up. I eventually did though, and went to the bathroom where the scale waited. I took a deep breath and stood on the scale for a moment, waiting for it to register – hoping, praying to be amazed.

8.8 lbs.

I only lost 8.8 lbs. Not even close to what I hoped or thought I would have lost.

I was hoping to post a different gif here, one of crazy excitement. Sigh. I had a moment this morning. I cried. I was upset. I kept wondering what I did wrong. What should I have done better? Should I have eaten less? More greens? Was I eating something against the rules without knowing? And people are going to be asking. They all know I’m weighing in today, and they’ll be so disappointed. I feel like a failure.

I pulled myself together cause a girl’s gotta go to work to pay the bills. I’ve been processing and thinking all day, and I’m glad to report that I’m in much higher spirits now. I kept reminding myself of all the good that’s happened (see list above). And I also realized that…

I didn’t do anything wrong.

I friggin lost 8.8 lbs by EATING FOOD. That’s 2.2 lbs a week.

Also, I didn’t measure myself when I started this (mistake), but I did measure myself back in January and this morning, and since January, I’ve not only lost about 16 lbs, but I’ve lost 6.5 inches overall – most of those inches probably in the last month.

People say I do look like I’ve lost weight. So you know what? Screw it, I’m posting the super-crazy-excited gif:

Guys. I’m so proud of myself. I’m rocking this lifestyle change like nobody’s business.

Guess what I did?

I kicked it in the ass.

And now: wine. Cheers!

28 Days Later…

I’m sure I’ll have a really fun blog for you on Day 31! But as an update:

I feel happy and free.

Clothes are fitting better.

I finally see the change in my face (since yesterday) – others have noted this sooner, but it’s taken awhile for me to notice – we’re our own worst critics, hey?

hammockgoodLove y’all!

The New Normal

First things first – This is my oldest niece and me a year or two ago. It’s her birthday today (20! Ahhh).

Happy Birthday, T!


Okay, back to business.

Blogging about my Whole30 is getting harder. I think because the Whole30 has really become my normal life – and what is exciting about blogging about normal life??

I’m finishing Day 22. A Week from tomorrow will be my “last day” of the Whole30. But not really, cause most of the following 10 days, I’ll still be eating the same. So it’s kinda like the Whole40-ish. I’m still feeling great. Cooking is pretty normal to me now, which is nice. I think I’m getting quicker!

This weekend I had the wonderful experience of putting on a T-Shirt and it actually fit right. T-shirts and I – we’ve never gotten along very well. They usually fall or suck against any rolls I have, making them unwearable to me. This shirt wasn’t too bad, but I would always where a jacket or a button-up shirt over it because I was self-conscious in it.

But Saturday. Oh, Saturday. I put the shirt on and it fit and it didn’t show any thing. I wore it and it alone – no jacket or anything. And I wasn’t constantly pulling it down to make sure it was smooth. It was a wonderful feeling. Very exciting.

I needed that because, while I can kinda tell I’ve lost weight by how I look in the mirror or even when I touch my arms or what not, it’s nothing concrete. It’s not a number on a scale or a measurement, or before and after pics side by side. It’s mostly, “I think I’ve lost weight, but what if it’s in my head?” So having a shirt finally fit me correctly was definitely a mental boost that I needed.

I ate out for the first time on Sunday! I was nervous, but it actually was a lot easier than I thought it would be. I got a salad with grilled chicken, told the waitress what I couldn’t have on my chicken, and enjoyed it with balsamic vinegar. It was so nice! I felt like a normal person having lunch with friends.

Ahh, the new normal is feeling really great, guys.

Love ya’ll!