In fact, if Iron Chef Bobby Flay were to walk into your kitchen right now and offer to cook you any Whole30 compliant meal you wanted, you’re not even sure you could think of one.
I didn’t really think that was going to happen. I love food and may dream about it from time to time, but this just felt a little weird. How were these people going to tell me how to dream. A couple days went by and nothing. No weird dreams about food (there were weird dreams about my Mom doing shots, but that’s another story entirely).
Does it count as week two if you’re only 4 days deep into the program? I had a bit of internal debate about this and decided, what the hell. Normal people might run it on a Thursday to Thursday schedule to keep up with when they started, but since my shopping/life revolve around a Sunday to Sunday schedule I’m changing it all up — call my crazy.
I started yesterday, so in true Megan fashion, this post is coming to you a day late and completely devoid of photos. Mostly because I forgot to take them.
Starting January 2, I gave up all dairy products, all wheat products (pretty much all grains except for a little rice, a little oatmeal and some tortilla chips) and almost all sugar. Cold turkey. As of today, that’s 42 days – six weeks.