I awoke and my first thought was it’s Day 11 of the Whole30. Everything I read says Day 10 and 11 are the hardest. Yesterday was Day 10 and it was pretty much surreal. I honestly can’t imagine what today is going to bring.
It’s probably important for you to know that I am pretty much one of the happiest people I know. So much so that yesterday three of my friends reached out to me via text with the salutation “hey sunshine“. It happens all the time. I am the sunshine girl.
Well, that is unless it’s day 10 of the Whole30, then I’m the biggest cryer you know. I cried seven times yesterday!
I cried opening a ThriveMarket box! My first shipment from Thrive Market came yesterday and it was very exciting to unwrap all of the Whole30 compliant groceries and lay them out on the kitchen counter. I think I was moved by the abundance of goodies and suddenly I was emotional, crying and trembling. I transcended into my childhood. When I was a kid, we didn’t have a lot of money. My Mom and Dad divorced when I was a toddler and my Mom worked three jobs while working towards her college degree. We always had what we needed but we didn’t have a lot of “extras” and that included food. When my Mom was able to grocery shop, I’m all but certain, she purposely unpacked all the groceries and laid them out across the table for us to enjoy. We stood around the kitchen and tasted all of the food and basically celebrated having it before we even thought about putting it away in the refrigerator and cabinets.
When I returned to reality, I tried to figure out why I was so upset. I never had to worry about starving, I had plenty of loving family members who would never let that happen. I had a happy childhood and a great family life. Honestly, being poor wasn’t that bad. It taught me to enjoy the simple things in life and be grateful for what I have. Sometimes I wish I could give my kids the opportunity to live with less just for a bit. Besides, by the time I was twelve both of my incredibly hardworking parents had not only catapulted us out of poverty, they had earned spots in mid – mid-upper middle class.
So, why did I have such a grandiose reaction? To be honest, I’m not sure. What I do know is whatever it is, it runs deep and there’s something about this Whole30 experience that’s bringing it out. I can’t help but wonder if this is something everyone who does the Whole30 or any other similar diet goes through? I also wonder if it is why so many people quit the Whole30 and diets in general? Does food somehow allow us to bury our emotions so we don’t have to deal with them?
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I sat down with my new favorite breakfast, Chicken Pot Pie Soup, and The Whole30 Day By Day. As I type this I realize what a no-no that is. I should be sitting down mindfully eating at the kitchen table with no distractions – per the Whole30 rules, but this type A multitasking Superfreak just isn’t there yet.
Melissa tells us that we have reached the peak of the roller coaster today. Unfortunately, we’re not over the hump just yet. Energy is better, cravings are more manageable, and the Whole30 is starting to feel like part of our routine.
Melissa suggests, we step out of our comfort zone and try some of the amazing recipes. I completely agree with her there are a ton of great Whole30 recipes and we have loved every Whole30 meal we’ve made. Having said that, one of the best pieces of Whole30 advice I received was KISS – Keep It Simple Sweetie. My Facebook friend suggested I keep my meal prep simple, so I didn’t become overwhelmed by all of the Whole30 cooking and recipes. I guess it just comes down to that crazy thing called balance.
I thought my emotions were in check until I ran out to run errands and the radio announcer started talking about September 11th. The tears started to roll off my cheeks within minutes as I remembered that dreadful day. I had just moved to Atlanta and was managing a team of 20 sales professionals and recruiters in a large bullpen setting in a high rise. One of my teammates yelled, “holy shit” and everyone gathered around him to watch the news on his computer. There were no words to describe the next several minutes. Every time I think about the passengers on that flight knowing they were going to crash, I shudder. Can you imagine what that must have been like?
About an hour after the crash, I escorted every one of my staff out of the building. Ultimately, I was left alone in a high rise and I was very scared. I then went home to a huge empty house alone and continued to watch the news. My life as I knew it crumbled. The staffing industry is the canary in the coal mine when it comes to the economy and our sales diminished exponentially within days. I laid someone off or accepted someone’s notice daily and my income was cut by over 75%. I experienced what I believed was failure for the first time in my life.
I gathered myself together just in time for Drew to get home from school. He walked in the house with tears in his eyes and told me a little boy had bullied him throughout the day. Within minutes, I was in tears again. As a special needs mom, I’m usually pretty tough, but not today. Then, Drew demanded to go get ice cream. When I said, no, he said, “Please, Mom, I need ice cream today”. Wow! That comment really brought on the tears for about ten different reasons. I buckled and took him for ice cream. It was really hard for me to say no to the clerk because I really wanted to eat ice cream with my Son, but I stayed strong and said no.
Since I haven’t cried for the last 45 minutes, I am going to take this opportunity to check the box for successfully completing day 11 of the Whole30 and log off.