teviag Posted October 1, 2014 Share Posted October 1, 2014 Today... *sigh* Truth be told, I'm better today. But as someone who has started, stopped, re-started, stopped, re-started AGAIN, STOPPED. Again. Annnnnnd FINALLY started again...and THIS time, I'm going through until I see Day 30....I have a few things I've learned under my belt now... Just go ahead and call me "Doctor W-3-0". (Not really, but seriously...me and Whole 30 have gotten to know each other pretty well now. It's a mutual love/hate relationship.) My first week was great. Even with the headaches, the lethargy, the dizzying hunger, the "Kill all the things" episodeS... Still, I felt BETTER after a few days. (Imagine how bad I was feeling if THAT felt good?) My 2nd week- I was flying high. Energy...badaBOOM...proud of myself for finding new recipes and ways of enjoying veggies and meat...loving that I had started a new workout regimen and sticking with it, and just feeling that zoom of energy and GOOD in my body. And then... Day 15. Wait. Actually... it was day 12- That was the day. I had to skip my Friday workout due to a super hectic schedule and couldn't fit it in. Saturday was the same. SHOOT!! Missed two days. UGH. So the plan: Workout on Sunday and catch up by Monday. Cool. Sunday I did my "Friday" Workout... THEN...Day 15. Suddenly, every muscle in my body was drained, weak and exhausted. And I was tired. And I hated everything and everyone. And life is terrible. And I just want a cookie. A slice of pizza. And a coke. And my pajamas. I went home and cooked a delicious veggie lasagna (eggplant, zuchinni, ground beef, onions, tomatoes... mama mia was it good!) -hoping this would cure that insane craving for cheese pizza I'd suddenly had for 2 days straight. CHEEEEESSSSE PIZZA. It's odd, see, because I don't typically care about pizza. I like it alright, but it's not something I just CRAVE... until now. So... I spent 2 hours cooking in my kitchen- partly because of the recipe ideas I wanted to try, and partly because there's something about cooking that I just enjoy. It sort of puts me in a different element and takes me away from "real life" for awhile. But then, I realized I had just spent TWO HOURS cooking and barely had time for anything else I needed to get done that evening. And WHY were my muscles so sore? And why was I suddenly SOOO tired and exhausted? And I don't feel good at all! UGH. I ate my delicious lasagna... got sick at my stomach not long after that (not stomach ache, but a sudden onslaught of...uh.oh.) and figured it was something in the lasagna I cooked??? But everything I cooked was fresh, just bought, nothing bad... so that's weird. And I don't know when the last time was I've been sick at my stomach like that...'twas bad, y'all. At this point, the angel and the devil on my shoulder had a fight and the angel felt sympathy for me and the devil agreed that this was NOT a good night to work out, and the guilty conscience was saying "You're gonna kick yourself later", But the angel said "Give yourself a break. You're not feeling good. Your muscles hurt. You've been doing great. It's ok. Get back on track tomorrow." So I skipped my Monday workout. (This is 3 workouts now.) Tuesday. I hate life. I hate you. And I hate you. And I hate all of you. And I hate working at my cushy job with my cushy desk and my cushy obligations...(I'm typing this at work, at my desk, in my office. You understand what I mean by "cushy" now.) And I just want to go. to. bed. I want to sleep. and sleep. and sleep. and I kind of still want a Coke. And I want a brownie. And I want to sleep. And I keep reading these Whole 30 daily posts about how awesome I'm suppose to be feeling. And I just stare and wonder...what is wrong with me? Why am I not feeling any different or better? Why don't I feel like I've lost weight? Why am I SO. STINKING. TIRED? WHY DO I WANT CHOCOLATE???? I've kept a pretty strict journal of my daily food. I've been ridiculously careful. I've been working out (except for the past 3-4 days with Sunday in between.) I've been doing all of it right. Except sleep. My sleeping patterns are atrocious, ok? I can plan and plan to be in bed by 10:30pm and I will ALWAYS find something necessary to do that will keep me up til 11, 12am, 1am....and I end up getting 6 hours or less sleep time. Yeah. It's terrible because I love sleep. My body requires a natural 8 hour sleep pattern. I know this because I've purposely slept without an alarm until I wake up naturally, and it's always exactly 8 hours. Not only that, but I am NOT a morning person. I have made numerous attempts to be one, and I am not. Do not like mornings, Sam, I am. Sleep, I have not been a good friend to you. I have neglected you, ignored you, overlooked you, discounted you. We haven't spent enough time together. And I miss you. Tuesday was BAD. I was so tired...cranky...miserable... during my lunch break I took a 15 minute snooze. Listen, I. DON'T. DO. THAT. This is how bad it was: When I got off at 4, I went home- I went straight to bed and completely passed out for almost 2 hours. I would have stayed asleep for who knows how long, except my husband startled me awake because it was time to go set up for our class we teach on Tuesdays. I made a promise to myself at that point: Regardless of what needs to be done, when I get home tonight, I will have a small bite of supper, and then I will go straight to bed. Even if I don't go to sleep right away, I'll at least be in bed, reading, relaxing, until time to go to sleep. Because right now, I hate everything. I'm miserable, and I don' t feel good and I just want to sleep. Let me tell all of you on Whole 30, if you are having trouble, if you're halfway through like me, and you want to give in, DON'T. If you're fighting cravings, exhaustion, moodiness, do yourself a favor: Go. To. Sleep. I never realized how important it was, especially during a detox like Whole 30. But sleep is SO important. It affects your mood, energy, cravings, everything... Today I woke up before my alarm. I didn't feel exhausted. I feel stronger, better (smarter, faster...sing it with me.)... I love people again. It's great. So, I've been rambling all through this post to say...if you're halfway through and you're not feeling great and frustrated and wondering why you don't have tiger blood yet, and why you want pizza and a Coke? You need to sleep. Trust me. (Also check your diet to make sure you're not eating too much fruit.) But seriously, try taking a nap. Even if you have to skip a workout...sleep will make those muscles feel all better. Don't give in to the craving, don't quit, don't punch anyone. Just go home, put on your most comfortable pj's, turn the lights out and the fan on...and go. to. sleep. Zzzzzzzzzzz........... Sweet dreams! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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