I’m back! If you wondered why I haven’t posted a journal from day 22, it’s because we were camping at Binna Burra in Lamington National Park. And I found it slightly inappropriate to take my computer there. It would be pretty pathetic, if I would stare in the screen instead of watching the stars, don’t you think? And at least I know that I’m not that addicted to social media and technical achievements of modern times. I managed to survive over 24 hours without posting a single thing. Or even checking Instagram. The world won’t forget about you, if you skip Instagram for one day. It’s good to remind yourself every now and then. And that’s at least refreshing. Not only I have a great mood, but the tic in my eye is gone too.
Three weeks in! And honestly, it gets easier and easier. Well, if you read yesterday’s notes, you could notice that I still have some bad days according to mood. But otherwise I feel good. I sleep like a baby. I also have quite a lot of energy during the day. And what the biggest improvement is that the cravings are smaller and less tempting every day. Which I actually tested a big time today. Because I spent a whole afternoon at the Paniyiri Greek Festival. If you ever visited, you would know that it’s approximately 90% about the delicious Greek food. And of course after that come some traditions, dancing performances, competitions and so on. But you can easily say that Greeks like to eat.
Once in a while awful anxiety overwhelms my mind badly and changes the easy-going optimistic girl to the biggest drama queen in the world. Of course it doesn’t come from nowhere. But I am usually good dealing with little things. Even with some big things, still keeping my mind straight. But it has to be only few of them at a time. Because when they build up and the boundaries are exceeded I just can’t control myself. I would burst out. I would cry and shout and give some people very hard time. Thankfully it happens only once in a blue moon, otherwise I probably wouldn’t be married anymore.
Yesterday I couldn’t concentrate on anything and couldn’t think straight. And even though things are unfortunately not better and the sadness and bad conscience from being so far from home are still here, at least I have clearer mind today. I think saying things out loud (in my case writing them down) helped my mind a little bit. But as I needed to share those feelings yesterday, I can’t do it today. They are just too deep and too personal at this moment.
I always loved to try new meals and ingredients when possible. But it wasn’t so easy at all the times. Just so you know, I am from a small Czech town with 7000 residents, where the new is not accepted so easily sometimes. Just for example, apart from Czech restaurants, we have one Chinese restaurant and few pizza places in my hometown. And that’s as far as the curiosity of new things can get. I believe that these days it might be better and the young people are more open to the new flavours. But it will probably still take some time before the food mentality changes here.
I woke up at 6:45 this morning. Without an alarm. And feeling refreshed! Please, please Whole30, let’s just keep it this way. Because it almost felt like being back in Thailand. Where I woke up by myself before seven everyday. Owing to the fact that I was beyond excited about the adventure ahead and couldn’t wait to try all the new things and of course all the new foods. We honestly didn’t waste any single day on that trip. I should really implement this mindset to my everyday life.
I feel pretty good today. I have a great mood. And finally heaps of energy. But of course there has to be something to spoil the greatness. When I’m finally winning over the fatigue, there has to be something else. Changing things from bloody amazing to just good. And that something is a pain in the neck. Literally. Half of my body being stiff and paralyzed by pain. From my neck. Because my new pillow sucks.
Day 15! Which means half way through the Whole30! This is probably the longest I stuck with a “diet” in my life. I know, I know, Whole30 shouldn’t be called diet. It’s a program. Program which should help you to find which food works for you and which doesn’t. It should help you to maintain a better health. But it’s based on food, so it’s quite easy to call it a diet. Right? But for the first time in my life I feel quite good while being on a diet. Especially because I’m not constantly starving. I am (except few occasions) nicely peckish before meals, but not passing out of hunger. And it’s because for the first time in my life I’m following a diet which is consisting of whole foods and which actually encourages you to eat as much (good) food as you need to get full.
So, is it possible to get hangover from Kombucha? Because that’s exactly how I feel today. Dizzy, tired and light-headed, like if I had a little too many drinks. Which I didn’t obviously. Whole30 still on. But feeling all festive last night I knocked off three little bottles of Kombucha. And then had quite a difficult morning today. Well, maybe going to bed at 1 am didn’t help. I should do something about that. But still. I think if I’ll finish this Whole30 I will get drunk after few sips of wine. Now back to water and tea. Well, maybe a bit of Kombucha next weekend. It’s still nice to have the weekends spiced up a bit.