Day 10 of the Whole30…and I cheated, just now. I am a nervous gum chewer, the way some people chew a pen cap and don’t even realize until the whole conference room notes the destruction of your Bic, well that’s me with gum. I can chomp away unknowing that I am giving Daisy the plow horse a run for her money on “chewing the cud”. But today it was more about wanting to chew something, anything, that was different. .
The no gum parameter makes sense, besides the fake and chemical nature of it, per the program, “Chewing sends a message to your body that food is coming. If you spend a lot of time chewing, but not eating, your body is going to get quite confused in its responses”. I’m determined to complete the 30 day mission so I feel like I can control the hatfields and mccoys of taste messages and no food coming.
Big round about rationalization on my part, but that’s what I’m going with.. and it feels great to chomp away on something besides salad, chicken, beef.
On the plus side, while I won’t call it an epiphany, I am not craving a big bowl of mint choc. ice cream with cookies crunched on top. In fact I asked myself today, “myself, do you really enjoy those bounding overflowing bowls?” There was a noticeably softer response.
So anyway, 10 days in, hanging in there, still feeling good, and tucked a shirt in for the first time in forever. Not that it looks good, but I tucked it in..
Off for a run, 🏃