End of Day 3, and the experiment draws to a close. Other than 4 kalmata olives (who can resist, when you're eating the same soup for the third time), I suppose you'd say it was successful. Maybe it's the protein-deprivation (or the caffeine or the alcohol or the sugar) but I'm feeling rather ambivalent. I suppose I should be excited that tomorrow will open up with new menu choices, but actually I'm going to miss the ease of approaching a meal without having to think it through. Eating healthfully and well is work. Period. It requires commitment, dedication and planning. The best options are not always the easy options, especially when eating out or shopping in Berks County or even just living through the holidays. But we do what we can, when we can...and let go of the rest, including the guilt. Tomorrow, it's back to reality, to listening to clues about what I need AND want, and setting the intention to make the best possible choice in any given moment and situation.
Would I do it again? Absolutely. Just not right away. 😉
Would I do it again? Absolutely. Just not right away. 😉