Alright it’s time for a little honesty up in here! About how my Whole30 plan stopped in its tracks (yes, I stopped it, and yes, it was in the first few days, I am aware.) But first let’s discuss Friday afternoon…
This past weekend was one of my best friend’s bachelorette party. Originally I wasn’t going to be able to go because of a prior commitment. However, my prior commitment bailed on me hardcore at the last minute, and at 4:20 PM I called my friends, who were set to leave at 4:30, and said, ‘Wait for meee, I’m coming!!’ Unfortunately, in my enthusiasm to meet them and not hold up the bach train from leaving, I ended up getting pulled over going 52 in a 30 MPH zone…and GOT MY FIRST TICKET. This was slightly devastating for me, and I may or may not have cried. A lot. While the officer was trying to tell me if I go to court I will probably get off…I was definitely trying not to. When I could see him printing out the ticket and bringing it over I was telling myself…you’re not going to cry, you’re not a giant pussy, you’re a badass…well, my behavior was WELL below the badass level…I think it qualified more as pansy ass behavior. Oh well. Now I have to find a court outfit.
So, on to my Whole30 failures! I could say that I messed up because I was upset about my friend blowing me off for the weekend, or about getting a speeding ticket, but that wouldn’t be the truth. The truth is, when I knew I was available to go on the trip, I thought about not going solely so that I could stay on track with my Whole30. As soon as I realized that I was thinking about missing one of my best friend’s bach parties just so I could not injest certain things for a couple days, I realized that isn’t the kind of life I want to lead. I don’t have a problem with not drinking for a few weeks, or eating a very limited diet that makes my body feel better. Obviously I never would have wanted to begin the Whole30 if that wasn’t what I wanted. However, more than I want to eat and drink a certain way, I want to LIVE my life to the fullest. And that means going on bach parties, eating pizza, being hungover, eating peeps soaked in vodka, and drinking mimosas at 10:30am once in a while. I will in fact have the rest of my life to eat healthy and restrict myself in whatever way I see fit (although I really have to remember to eat a certain way…I almost had a bite of cheese this morning out of habit!!)
Look at these peeps!!!
Anywho, I’m back on the express healthy train. It’s going to be more like Whole24 now, because on May 3rd it is another best friend’s bach party (damn you people and your fun parties in neat places with good food!) and this one I’m planning, so I’m definitely going to imbibe. And munch on snacks that will make my tummy hurt. Because sometimes, life is worth living, even if it makes you feel crappy the next day.