I know that last time I wrote about the Whole 30 I may have been a little negative. I was on day eighteen and I was pretty over it. Well, I'm on day twenty-eight now and I'm still over it. Sorry, just being honest. Even though I am dying for Wednesday to roll around, I can not disregard all the benefits that have come with this thirty day journey.
I completely forgot to take photos of myself on day one but I did remember on day five. The photos below are day five and day twenty-four. I haven't weighed myself because the scale is forbidden on the Whole 30 but I definitely feel leaner. I also LOVE not worrying about what the scale says.
The other major change I have seen is in my face. I've said it over and over again but dairy is just plain evil. I always like to pretend that I'm not allergic but this time the proof is hard to ignore. The photo below was taken in December my skin was so clear! I had added dairy back in because of the holidays and I deeply regretted it.
Allergies hit me like a ton of bricks and I had really bad breakouts on my face. I don't know why but I continued to eat dairy in January because I was counting macros and it's so much easier to hit your protein goal when you are eating protein powder, Greek yogurt and cheese. This photo was taken in January.
And then there was the Whole 30 and I was forced to eliminate dairy completely. After a long detox period, my face finally cleared up. One day I woke up and my skin was clear and the angels sang so beautifully. Every time I crave pizza or frozen yogurt, I just need to remember how great I feel when my face is cyst and pimple free.
Ya'll know how much I love coffee. When I first began my weight loss journey, I was drinking my coffee with artificial creamers and then I transitioned to soy milk with sweet'n low. Then there was almond milk with stevia. Lately I've been adding canned coconut milk, which is amazing and oh so creamy! During the last twenty-eight days I have been drinking my coffee black. I still prefer my coffee with a little almond milk or coconut milk but just the fact that my taste buds can handle black coffee, is quite an accomplishment in my eyes.
This past week I ran out to get an iced coffee on my lunch break. I asked for coconut milk but when I got back to work I knew something wasn't right. To me, it tasted like non-fat milk. I didn't want to risk it so I didn't drink it. I poured myself a cup of black coffee instead. I never would have done that before.
Even though I am so tired of the food I am eating, I will press on because the benefits outweigh my boredom.