Post Paleo

Today marks six weeks of Paleo for Craig and I. How'd we do?
I think we did pretty well. We didn't make it through 100% of the time, but I'm pretty certain we averaged over 80%, probably closer to 90%. I coped a little better with office lunches than my sandwich-fan husband, but that was always expected.

My smallest pair of jeans, the jeans I couldn't fit 6 weeks ago? are now the only pair of jeans I own which fit properly.


So what now?

Much to Craig's chagrin, I don't want to jump back on the refined carbohydrate bandwagon. But I miss ... soy sauce. And tortillas. And chickpeas.
(I really don't miss dairy, or bread)

I think the lasting impact of Paleo is more about eating whole foods.
I read more labels than ever before. I avoid emulsifiers and stabilisers and ridiculous additives. Unusually, I'm eating more organic than ... ever. It just seems to be making sense to me.


Oh and the coworker who said he would waste us all? Didn't make it a week. Victory!

365 in 2011

Apologies in advance for this week. I was really rather sick.


Sunday
Alcohol is always a welcome present in our family.


Monday
The first day at home with my cold. I thought it did not need to visit the doctor. I was wrong.


Tuesday
I felt no better and moved onto adding lemon and honey to my self-medication.


Wednesday
I fought through a morning at work then slept an afternoon at home. When I finally woke up I went to the doctor.
Apparently I had a very high fever and should not have been at work that morning.


Thursday
Penicillin, the West Wing, and bed.


Friday
I made it out of bed! And hung out a lot of clothes I'm getting rid of so that my family could "shop" Park Place on Saturday.


Saturday
Found this terrifying old polaroid of my husband. I think he was 17? 18? at the time.


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