Coffee. Tons of it. It still tastes bitter. Confession: two weeks ago, I was putting 1/8 a cup of sugar in my tall coffee mug. For real.
Yes. I do need more time. I need time to sleep some more. It’s all I want to do. I feel like I’ve been digging in a pit for 20 years.
We had a 2 hour delay at school because bus brake lines tend to burst in extremely cold weather (In the south…we don’t “winterize” our vehicles).
So, 30 minutes after I walk in the door, we are lining up for lunch. I brought hot soup and it was great! Flavorful with good broth and chicken. No noodles. Just chicken, carrots, celery, garlic, lemon, parsley.
Dinner was more water. I’m just not hungry at all. I want cold cereal frosted flakes. I don’t even eat frosted flakes in “regular paleo”. I can’t tell you the last time I had a frosted flake. What in the world??
Ugh…the mind spiral that is Whole30. Addiction is a terrible thing. I should be addicted to miles and sweat.