I haven’t checked in to update my Real Food challenge because, well, it’s sucked and I didn’t want to gripe and moan. I didn’t want to admit that I didn’t feel any differently physically. I didn’t need you to know that I was grumpy and had zero energy. And I definitely didn’t want to say that this challenge was too much for me.
I made it through 9 1/2 days and although the first few days were okay, every day got just a bit worse. Was it the sugar, gluten, dairy, Diet Coke or pesticides that my body missed most? Who knows. Yesterday I was done. I could feel it. I held on and then today I felt worse, just more of everything I’ve already complained about. So I decided that I would let myself eat pizza at my dad’s 70th pizza birthday party tomorrow. Maybe I could just control it. And then I went out to pick up a few things and saw it. The thing I should walk right by without a glance, but instead bought and opened up in my car in the parking lot (I’m surprised I waited that long).
Behold the Oreo Stack. I ate six bites and still had this much left. Jason’s promised to take care of the rest.
So, where do I go from here? I’m going to mull it over and make a decision after my dad’s party 🙂 To make the challenge worthwhile I needed to feel better or lose weight. I did lose three pounds but that just wasn’t enough. I fell off the wagon but I will pick myself back up on Sunday and try again, but maybe in a more modified form. All I can think of right now is pizza!