I woke up at 7:30 this morning. Comfortably peckish, not too tired, back to normal. Hopefully yesterday’s early craze was just a little body adjustment, getting used to the healthy meals again. Presumably not that surprising when I replaced the stuffing-my-face-with-pretty-much-anything-moving. I was quite homesick after arriving to Australia, you know? But really happy as well, which also makes me eat a lot. My relationship with food can be quite complicated sometimes. My mood too.
I made it till morning. I honestly can’t remember a night when I would go to bed this hungry. It took me a while to focus my mind on something else and finally fell asleep. Am I really snacking that much so I don’t feel hungry normally? I mean, I do usually eat about five meals a day, but they are quite small, you know? Man, is this Whole30 thing already doing something to my body after one day or is it just in my head?
This is it. I’m finally doing my first Whole30. And I think I’m gonna die this month. I mean, I would consider my diet pretty healthy. But then, I eat almost everything, even if I know that sometimes I don’t feel the best after certain meals. But chocolate, you know. And wine. And the occasional pasta.