Whole 30 and all that.

So I know I haven't posted on here...really at all. My idea: keep an old school blog, web log, of my eating and exercise, also thoughts on body and Christ. The last year: lost 25 pounds doing about 90% primal. Here is the plan. I loved it, but ultimately got a little lazy. I think I gained back a little weight, maybe five pounds. That all started in September. I just spent two weeks up in Michigan on vacation: lots of alcohol, cheap food, doughnuts everyday. Not sure how much weight I gained in those two weeks, though I can actually feel that my pants are tighter. So this week we have returned to Charlotte and the Darling Wife and I feel rested and renewed, except for the food. We've both been feeling pretty lousy this week. So we have been talking and decided that now is a good time to do a Whole30. I'm feeling pretty pumped for it. We actually decided to do it in the month of August, but we both feel so bad we decided to start a day early. I felt so nasty this morning I couldn't eat; this is not recommended to skip a meal, but I seriously felt bad. Breakfast: black coffee Lunch: a staff lunch at a restaurant: two three oz. fillets, double helping of steamed veggies, salad with oil and vinegar. Water with lemon, and a double espresso while everyone ate GIGANTIC deserts. While desert was delivered I just thought, "Man, that's like 800 carb calories I'm missing out on." Hate to be smug, but... I'm currently writing this at 2:30 which is a time that I would normally start to fade. But I'm not. ___________________ Part of the deal with the whole 30 is that they like you to think a month out and determine where the obstacles are and strategize ways around them. So I have a trip to Atlanta planned and I have made my mom aware of what we are doing. I've also let my brother know that I won't be drinking with him; one of the main ways we connect. That should be interesting. It's funny how food connects, but also masks. I guess we'll have to talk sober, or at least one half of us.It's the same deal with another family member visiting. Beer is, not exactly central, but a real connecting variable.