The Hangover....

Today marks the end of day 3. DAY 3!

How do I feel? Tired. Really tired. According to the Whole30 timeline, which is funny, accurate, and pretty much on point so far, I am completing the Hangover phase. This has been incredibly true, as my patience has been short with my students, and their little shrieks of laughter seem to be even louder than usual. This time around, it isn't as bad because I have been drinking coffee - so I haven't had to deal with the withdrawal symptoms at the same time. 

A few factoids about today/yesterday:

1. I had my first food dream: I ate a spoonful (like, big spoon. HUGEST SPOON) of cookie butter. I kicked myself knowing it was day 3 and I had just ruined it. I woke up shortly after panicked that it had actually happened. Trust me. It didn't. I almost wish it had. 

2. All my plates look like this.

For those of you that don't know what you're looking at, my plates are EMPTY and SPARSE because I am eating everything. It feels good to eat and not have side effects (see #4) but I hate doing dishes. Dishes are for squares. And dishwashers. the end. 

3. The timeline says this for today:

"Many Whole30ers report headaches, fatigue, and general malaise during this part of the program. This, my friends, is completely normal. Your body is working its way through a whole host of junk it stored from the foods (or food-like-products) you used to eat. This process lasts a day for some folks, but for others it can take a few days longer. Relax, drink a lot of water, and keep making good choices. And do your best to earn  sympathy and support from friends and family, because…"

- See more at: http://whole30.com/2013/08/revised-timeline/#sthash.RizvxGps.dpuf

Because day 4 is when I turn into a madwoman. Watch out, people, I'm coming for ya. 

4. The payoff is going to be great - I can already tell. Besides being able to tell what I can eat in the morning and make it to lunch without eating my arm (sweet potatoes and eggs do the trick), I can also tell you that I am able to eat and STOP at an appropriate time. Like I said, this is more for me to figure out my relationship with food, so for me to be able to look at a plate, stop when I am full (not when everything is gone) is a big step. I have always been a constant overeater...I can remember being about 8 at a summer party with my parents; you know, the one where its all adults and kids running around and there's wine and soda and terrible snacks and you're really not sure who's supervising? I remember being fed red vines, one after the other, and my mom finally telling the man that was feeding them to me to stop because I "didn't know [my] limits." To not have the so-full-i-need-to-lie-down feeling is so nice. 

5. I'm still really tired. When does that go away?