Once I agreed that it was time to eat more, it took me about 12 hours before I was willing to break diet, because apparently I’m a crazy person. Finally, I decided to make some plain cream of wheat (just with water, no milk) and sprinkle some cinnamon on top. I talked myself into it, by touting it as a pre-workout energy boost and then took myself to the gym. It was so good to be back. I only did about 30 minutes of cardio, because I was still feeling a little exhausted and puny, but my head was definitely happy to be back to business. Shortly after, I had a mild headache, but I’m not sure I can really blame the wheat, because I often get those when I workout after a long break and during weather changes, and a thunderstorm rolled in while I was at the gym. I basically pushed the mild little headache aside and cheered myself for some healthier choices.
Now we get to the part in the story where stress arrives in happy land. From Thursday until now, my poor husband has been working all day and night with the exception of about 7 hours per night to shovel down food, shower, and sleep, and Sunday night he didn’t even get that. It was well past 2 in the morning when he finally got home from work. Ugh. I feel horrible even complaining when he is having such a rough time, but single parenting: NOT MY CHARISM. By the time Sunday rolled around and I’d had no back up for over a week and was about to wrangle the girls solo in Mass (for the SECOND attempt that day-- I won’t even get into the first round that lasted about 10 minutes before complete toddler meltdown and going home in defeat). I needed some solace, so I went to my little slice of sanctuary, the tea shop. I ordered a Texas-sized black iced tea and got the girls water and treats. Do you know what the bane of any mother’s dietary existence is? Children that don’t finish their food. They totally WASTED a whole quarter of that amazing smelling lemon-poppy-seed muffin. WASTED IT! You see where this is going. I picked up the remnants as we headed out the door, and before we got to the trash can… I took a big bite. I’m not going to detail the raptures. I’ve already told y’all that baked goods are my shangri-la. Shockingly, it did not fix my day at all, I still wanted to cry, and my toddler still had to be dragged howling into the narthex. Muffins are all lies is what I’m telling y’all.
After surviving our late afternoon Mass, I was just too tired to function. I did what any self-respecting adult would do: I ran to my mommy. She gave us all hugs and took us to dinner, where I had a big, delicious salad covered in tomatoes and grilled chicken, we dropped her back at her house, and headed home. We were a few blocks from the house when the headache started. I rushed through bathtime, wincing as the girls’ excited voices echoed off the tile walls, I bundled everyone into bed, and during stories, my vision started to go in my right eye. Never a good sign. I hurriedly tucked everyone in and headed for my bathroom for migraine meds and to lay on the floor of a hot shower in the dark. The pain multiplied and I dragged myself into bed and made a lightless, soundproof cocoon of the blankets. Thankfully, the medications knocked me out before the pain got much worse, and I slept heavily.
This morning, I awoke late with a mild residual headache and a newfound appreciation for Whole30 and the avoidance of baked goods. Maybe it was all a coincidence. We’ve had some crazy cold front happening over the past few days, and as I said, weather does trigger headaches for me at times. However I find it very interesting that (barring the first couple of days of sugar withdrawal) I’ve had NO headaches while on Whole30. I never go more than a few days without getting hit with one, so that was the biggest difference that I noticed while following the diet. Now, I’m really re-thinking things. I’m wondering what the best way would be to implement the ideas of Whole30 and still get the calories that I need.
Obviously steering clear of sugar (and my deeply loved baked goods) needs to be a priority, and for a lot more than just a month. Right now, I’m considering adding beans or lentils into an otherwise Whole30 diet and seeing where that takes me. I want to give my body a few days to get clear before I attempt to add something new, so for now, it’s back to business. Who knew I’d become my own science experiment? Everybody needs a hobby, I guess.