The most often quoted statement in The Whole 30 plan is....
Personally I really liked it. It's true. Comparably speaking on the continuum that shows napping on one end and quitting heroin on the other end, The Whole 30 is definitely napping adjacent.“It is not hard. Don’t you dare tell us this is hard. Quitting heroin is hard. Beating cancer is hard. Drinking your coffee black. Is. Not. Hard.”
But apparently that pissed a lot of people off. And three days ago when I first read that, I was pretty annoyed at those pissed off people. Because it prompted the people who originally stated "It is not hard" to later write:
So today, for you, we re-write the tough-love portion of the Whole30, in the hopes that this language will resonate, and encourage at least one of you to give our program a try.
This will be hard. You will not be perfect. Don’t even try to be perfect. No one is judging, no one is keeping score, and there are no penalties for acknowledging that you are struggling. Be kind to yourself, be patient with yourself, and remember that it’s not 30 days – it’s just one day. One meal. One bite. Do this one bite at a time, if you have to, because it’s for the most important and worthwhile cause on earth – you.
I'll admit I rolled my eyes a little at the idea that anyone took exception to the statement that a 30 day meal plan is not hard in a big picture kind of way.
Then today I opened my big ol' container of pre-washed salad greens and they were slimy and wilted.
Determined to not let this one little setback get me down, I dumped it into the sink and pulled out the container of NOT pre-washed mini-heads of designer lettuce that I bought on a whim (thank goodness) and prepared, chin up, to move on.
I dug out and dusted off the salad spinner, tore up my designer lettuce and put it in the strainer, an decided to run the garbage disposal to get rid of the old, slimy lettuce before washing the new stuff.
Except....my garbage disposal immediately clogged up. This happened yesterday too, and I'm not sure why. But I dug out the tiny little hand-sized plunger and set to work...with no luck.
I opened the cupboard under the sink in search of the big plunger and found....water. Fortunately not a lot. But enough that I had to empty the cupboard out, wipe it out and put a bowl under it.
And as I was pulling wet, slimy lettuce out of my sink I found myself muttering under my breath "Screw you...this is hard"
Cancer hard? No, of course not. But tonight I'm cooking enough chicken to feed a small army (some to use this week and some to freeze), making three salads (one for dinner and two for lunches), packing up and freezing what's left of Friday's chili and getting tomorrow's dinner into the crock pot. And what I REALLY want to do is call Pizza Hut.
So yeah, I'm having a little bit of a pity party for myself right now and I'm completely aware of how ridiculous it is. So don't judge.
I made the Whole 30 Green Goddess salad dressing and I'm not really impressed. Not sure what it's missing but it's missing something. I'll have to do some Pinterest surfing to come up with something better for next week.
Once tonight's prep-and-freeze-fest is complete I'll be set with leftovers for lunch and dinner 'till Wednesday. I actually feel pretty good. My shoulder feels AMAZING. Seriously the best it's felt since LONG before the surgery I had seven months ago. My knees and feet feel good too, though I haven't been especially hard on them yesterday or today. I had some sort of odd fluid release yesterday. Seriously peeing every 2 hours all day and night. But good riddance excess fluid.
Breakfast was an apple with almond butter. Lunch was chili. Dinner was a big ol' salad made with stupid fancy lettuce, tomato, cucumber, yellow bell pepper, pine nuts, hard boiled egg, olives, grilled chicken and green goddess dressing. It was good. The only change I would have made if I wasn't on this plan is that I would have used ranch dressing and added a little bit of feta cheese. Oh and cranberries, which I can totally have if I can find them without added sugar. Snacks were mixed nuts, a banana, and some apple juice.
Back to the kitchen I go.