Halfway Through January... I Guess I'll Assess
Saturday, January 16, 2021
The handsome one and I are doing a Whole30. I do one every January. Before anyone feels the need to get on my case about W30, I've consulted with my doctor about them, and he's fully on board. It's not a "diet," and it's not done to lose weight (though weight loss often results) but it eliminates five common inflammatory foods to get your body back to a clean slate. It's only 30 days, and after the 30 days, you carefully reintroduce the five foods, one at a time, to see if they affect you and how. Through Whole 30, I learned that refined sugar is my mortal enemy and have successfully avoided it for over a year now. (HUGE victory, that!)
Anyway, I'm thrilled to have my boyfriend along this year. Some years he joins me, some years he happily eats what I cook, but eats outside plan and keeps his cocktails when he's not with me. It's always more fun when he's 100% along for the ride, though.
If you've ever done a Whole30, you know about Tiger Blood; it's the point in the month when you have turned a corner and your body starts really embracing the way you're nourishing it and you feel AMAZING! Lots of energy--great mood--no cravings. But before Tiger Blood there is usually a period of extreme blah. I don't feel bad, I just feel tired and lethargic. This year it was longer (almost a full week) and more blah than usual. I have struggled to work out, and frankly didn't for most of last week. I was tired. Like nap before going to work at 3 and need some caffeine to get through a shift tired. It didn't help that my faithful companion hit T. B. about four days ago, so he's been bouncing around telling me how great he felt, while I just wanted to deepen my relationship with our 15-year-old cat by exploring new ways to snuggle and nap together. I was frustrated with myself for not being motivated enough to get on the treadmill or do my weight training. I decided to journal about it and see where my thoughts went. Sometimes when I journal, I take both sides of the conversation... like I'm asking a friend for advice, and then giving a friend that advice back. (We should all be our own best friend, anyway, right?) So I did that and decided to give myself some grace.
I had come into this W30 so sure that since I'd eliminated sugar I'd breeze through feeling like a rock star the whole month. I was wrong, and that's okay. Clearly there is something that my body had to work through with this round and that's the whole point of doing this. Our bodies are constantly changing, and at 47, I'm changing A LOT! Maybe something that didn't affect me that much before is bothersome now. Maybe there's something I didn't' need as much but now do. Bottom line is that I needed to rest, and to not even forgive myself for it, because I was doing nothing wrong. I needed to allow myself some damn rest. I needed to remind myself that it's okay. If rest became a permanent state, not-so-much, but for a week? Yeah... rest. I knew Tiger Blood would come, and it did. I woke up this morning a completely different person than yesterday. I bounded out of bed and can't wait to tackle the day! Grace. Just had to give myself some grace.
Throwing out some Thankful Vibes for this space and all of my Sparkfriends who let me bounce thoughts and ideas off of you all! xoxo