Monday, February 18, 2013
Nothing, not even my extensive research, really prepared me for the reality of the withdrawal I was facing. Today is day 1 of my family's 30 day paleo challenge and I feel like death. Okay, maybe not death. I knew the first week was going to be rough but holy cow. For the first day, I'm sure, of my entire life I have not ingested any sugar and my throat is dry, my tongue is dry, it feels like things stick together when I swallow. Copious amounts of water don't seem to touch my thirst. My husband is terrified of my no-soda wrath. I've been slightly dizzy although my energy level is not as poor as I expected.
But that being said... the chicken/egg with balsamic vinegar and olive oil salad I am currently eating is AMAZING. I had about an ounce of cod for breakfast which was just leftover from my daughters' plates plus a green smoothie. Lunch was a turkey bacon lettuce wrap with hardboiled eggs that was also amazing.
The funny thing is... while I'm eating these foods I feel amazingly satisfied but the moment they're gone, my body starts screaming for sugar and carbs. This is going to be a long 30 days.