I looked into your eyes and saw a world that does not exist.

Food is food is food. I don’t really have anything to add.

I changed my caloric goal on myfitnesspal today. I’ve been eating under 1600 calories a day for a week. Except yesterday. I wanted to make sure it was a good fit before I changed it.

Today I went to see my friend who is trained in diastasis so that she could check me. She said it’s not really that bad. There’s an area that’s two finger widths, but the rest is fine. And at my belly button, it goes deep, instead of wide, but it was kinda in the middle between good and bad and so easily fixable too. She told me not to worry about taking the workshop. She gave me some good exercises to do to open my chest a little bit and strengthen my core and also some stretches and spinal alignments to do on the foam roller. I’ll look up exercises for obliques because that’s supposed to help too.

This morning with food was really good. This afternoon felt a lil rough at points, and dinner could have turned into something unnecessary, but I navigated and I’m proud of the choices I made. Now I just need to get more water in me before 10pm each night.

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1457 calories 16 fiber

This is stupid.

Alright. Fine. Simon didn’t say.

I’m just very tired.

Currently my dog is fast asleep on my pillow, while my two month old is giving a big middle finger to sleep. Or maybe it’s the other way around. In any case, that means no sleep for me either.

Whole30 is increasingly more difficult on no sleep. The food compliant part is fine. But the mindfulness is hard. The being of sound mind is hard when my brain isn’t functioning anywhere near full capacity. I’ve encountered a few times when I’ve chosen to eat a snack or mini meal even if it wasn’t time or I wasn’t really actually hungry yet. I’m making good food choices, but not always good eating choices. Simon says: Do the best you can with what you’ve got.

And, strange as it might sound, I don’t think the baby boy likes me eating this clean. He hasn’t slept or pooped right since I started. I’m going to keep at it. I know it’s not hurting him. Just, at this exact moment, it doesn’t seem as beneficial as I thought it would be.

In other news, I have pictures for days five and six. I haven’t posted them yet. I’ll either get to that later today or call it a lost cause. Maybe sleep will find me instead.