The end of Whole30!

It’s been awhile since Jason and I finished the Whole30 and there hasn’t been a blog post. Probably because it was somewhat anti-climactic. There were a few takeaways, but I did not get a “Tiger Blood” transfusion, and I wouldn’t call it life-changing. But since I wrote of the beginning and the middle, I thought it best to write the end. In bullet format:

  • I don’t think I have any food sensitivities, and won’t be cutting out any food groups long-term.
  • I do have a serious sugar addiction. But I already knew this. I need to come up with a plan to keep my sugar consumption in check. Perhaps something like one dessert a week. I’m still mulling it over.
  • It is possible to consume a lot more vegetables. I should do this.
  • I ate more meat during Whole30 than I’m used to eating and I would prefer not to continue (eating all the meat).
  • Speaking of meat, I have become quite interested and concerned about where my meat comes from and how it is raised. I’m glad we get our beef and pork from a local farm (Tara Firma Farms) and would like to find someplace similar for chicken and dairy.
  • I’ve also begun some reading on wheat. I like the idea of eating only whole grains, including whole wheat that is truly whole wheat (which can apparently be quite tricky to discern). But I’m not quite ready to take this on.
  • I will continue to work on minimizing processed food consumption.
  • It’s probably time to stop drinking Coke Zero on a regular basis. Sigh (tear).
  • Coconut is the best.

A few kind folks have asked me if I’m feeling better. The answer is yes, absolutely. Thank you for asking. I feel much better. And I attribute that entirely to going off antibiotics. Of course there’s no way to know for sure. Perhaps the Whole30 diet helped. If nothing else, I don’t think it hurt.

Whole 30 Week 3: Fuck you rice bran!

I realized this week that the cashews I’ve been eating, oh, EVERY DAY have rice bran in them. Even Ollie couldn’t stop crying when we figured this out. So that was just the perfect soundtrack to go along with my failure: screaming baby.

I don’t know how I missed this. I’ve been so hyper vigilant, reading labels like they’re my Twitter feed. I even emailed my friend to ask about the ingredients in the hamburgers they will be grilling at her son’s birthday party.

Friends, I’ve read the Whole30 Q&A. I saw the answer to that question about, “Do I need to start over if I accidentally eat something off plan?” The Hartwigs may say yes, but do you know what I say?

Fuck you rice bran! No! I am not starting over!

Thanks, and sorry Mom. I needed to get that off my chest.

Things have been going alright, aside from the rice bran catastrophe. My gut is still lining out, but I have not had a c diff reoccurrence. My mood is still on a bit of a roller coaster, but hey, this is me we’re talking about. 

I can tell I’ve lost weight. I don’t know how much since, per the Whole30 rules, I have not weighed myself. But enough that I was able to swap my jean inventory. My skinny jeans are now in the closet and my maternity wear and fat pants are in the probably giveaway because I’ll never get around to organizing that garage sale box. My skinny jeans are not especially comfortable yet, but I can stuff my thighs in and button all but one pair.

The other sort of notable thing happening is the throwing up. On Ollie’s part. Throw up, spit up. It’s hard to tell the difference at the wee age of 3 months. Mainly the volume has increased dramatically. Also I seem unable to completely drain a breast. Which means my letdown is pretty forceful and Ollie’s having a hard time with this. She almost won’t nurse on the left side.

So I’m left pondering… Is she sick and not eating as much? She seems otherwise quite well, in good spirits, feverless and excreting waste on schedule. Is she allergic to something I ate? I can’t think of anything new I added in the last week.  Is she just gagging herself? This is partially to blame I think; she’s always chewing on her fingers. But it doesn’t explain why my breasts are so full.

OR, has my milk supply increased now that I’m off antibiotics and eating a nutrient rich diet. I suspect/hope this is it. Ruby did spit up SO MUCH more than Ollie has until now. I thought the girls were just different, but perhaps I didn’t even realize my milk supply was down while sick. It kind of makes sense, right?

Whole30 Week 2: Sugar, my love

The second week of Whole30 proved much better than the first. But it got worse first.

Specifically, my GI “symptoms”. They got worse on Day 6 and 7, after posting this. Reminder: I went off the antibiotics on Day 5. So, of course, I was FREAKING out. Jason not so subtlety encouraged me to call my therapist and make an appointment. And I wanted to. But I knew I would turn into a water faucet as soon as I heard her voice, and I just didn’t want to do that. (Note to self: the inability to make it through appointment setting is probably a good sign that one SHOULD set that appointment.)

But then Monday rolled around and things got a lot better. My symptoms have been much better this week. Not completely normal, but still much better. Really, this is because I went off the antibiotics and not because of the Whole30 diet.

That said, I am questioning how my diet affects my anxiety levels and overall mood. I’ve been on a bit of an emotional roller coaster over the last two weeks. The very extreme and intense anxiety of last weekend was followed by a few days of GREATNESS, and then a day of ANGER and then a couple days of just good (except for “just” doesn’t belong in front of “good” here). Hmm… Do we think diet has any kind of impact on hormones?

During the Days of Greatness I thought to myself, “Well shit. It will be very sad if my diet was responsible for this good mood.” Because of course it would have to do with sugar. My love. Oh my GOD, how I love sugar! In my ice cream and chocolate cake and donuts and cookies and and and… It would be so sad if I had to give that up. I mean, there’s no way it would be, say, legumes! Wouldn’t that be nice? Just order my Chipotle burrito bowl, hold the beans, and life is peachy. So when the anger came I also sort of thought, “Phew! At least I can still eat dessert!” You know, like a month from now.

On a somewhat unrelated note, I am discovering new food during this Whole30. Like the secret to curry perfection: coconut cream! This sounds fancy but all it really means is scrape the cream off the top of a can of coconut milk you stuck in the fridge.

AND THEN… Get ready for this folks! Mix the remaining coconut water with the juice of one grapefruit and drink that after your long run. It tastes AMAZING and WAY better than any commercial coconut water. (I’m sure because the cream doesn’t separate perfectly so there’s still a little fat in the water.) I believe this will be my new go to.

My long run is up to 4 miles folks. Wildly impressive, I know. Supposedly I am going to run at 12K at ALTITUDE in 3 weeks. Or so says my registration sheet. And my Race Pit page. Hahahaha! Yeah, we’ll see about that.