I wanted to give a quick update on how the whole 30 diet is going. I've done really well until this
evening. Here's the story. The girls got use to Christmas break followed by three days of school we all could barely keep our eyes open for followed by two snow days. To say we are not in a sleep routine is an under statement. So last night I went to sleep with Abbey and Hannah still awake. I woke up to the smell of cake at about 1:30. They stayed up and made a chocolate cake. I told them to go to bed and they listened. Leaving the cake in the cooled off oven to be safe.
All day today I could not stop thinking about that cake especially while I enjoyed my boiled egg. Why isn't healthy food easier to eat and drive with? I am Thankful I was working on the road today so I didn't have to smell it too.
I got home and was prepared to be hungry having been driving all day. I put a roast in the crock pot and only had to worry about sides. It was a particularly busy evening with Emmy having auditions for the Sound of Music and Abbey needing to be ran back to school so she could play in the pep band. It was between those trips to the school that I noticed Abbey eating the cake.
This is where the story takes a nosedive. I reached down and grabbed a fist full of chocolate cake. No plate. No fork, just me and a fist full of cake. I know what you are thinking classic diet pitfall. Except I don't really like cake or chocolate. I can count on my fingers how many times I eat either in an entire year. Yet there I stood licking delicious chocolate frosting off my fingers and wishing I had a dr pepper to wash it down with.
Thankfully I had no dr pepper and I recovered and at carrots and fresh green beans and snow peas along with my roast. I don't know if the challenge is too hard or if I just had a momentary lapse of sanity. Either way. I believe the transgression is behind me and I can move forward without cake on my hands.