The Whole 30: WHERE'S THE CHEESE? HUH??

I'm trying to eat sensibly. That means no creme eggs.

I’m eating what I think I should be and adding in some healthy snacks such as fruit, some nuts and I'm trying to avoid too much mixing of ingredients and making things. I'm trying to keep it simple. 

I'm trying SO hard.

But ... I am great at allowing ONE thing in that seems harmless, such as those raw nut bars and then thinking “ …well fruit bars are ALMOST the same … And Mars bars have caramel in and that comes from sugar canes which are plants, right?” … Then it all goes to hell and I’m lying on the sofa surrounded by sweet wrappers and with chocolate smeared around my face. Just no.

This is ACTUAL cheese that's in my fridge right now.

I’m generally feeling good. No bloating. No excessive hunger. And I’m not missing chocolate or cows milk but my stomach has other ideas. It doesn’t mind the lack of pick n mix sweets. (My mouth does though) It’s not even that bothered about the dark chocolate. But it IS grumpy about the lack of cheese. And if I listen carefully I can actually hear my stomach shouting “Cheese!” GIVE ME CHEESE!” And shouldn’t I be listening to my body? Even if lack of cheese is bringing on auditory hallucinations?

I’m sure all the experts say “Listen to your body.” Mine wants cheese.

And didn’t I see a Mars bar around here somewhere?

Damn You, Buffet Trolley

After the holiday last week, I’m trying to behave myself. On holiday, I ate everything I could possibly manage including a Cornish pasty EVERY day and ice cream EVERY day. Plus normal meals. Well ... takeaways mainly.

Also, I’m not running so much as I don’t want to put too much strain on the dodgy knee so I’m not burning any of it off.

As a result, I’m trying to eat clean for a while. My evening meals are back to my usual steamed fish (salmon this week as it was on offer in tesco for £5 per kg!) and a giant mountainous mound of veg, usually carrots, cauliflower, broccoli and mushrooms. And whatever else is around and is greenish (in a vegetable way, not a mouldy way). I’m having tuna and mayonnaise for breakfast and lunch. It sounds like a horrendous breakfast, but I find it fills me up and I run pretty well on it.

However, my body betrayed me earlier. I’d eaten my breakfast, eaten my lunch, wasn’t feeling particularly hungry but went downstairs to post a letter and passed the buffet trolley which had been left in the kitchen so we could help ourselves.

And before I knew it, my sneaky food-grabbing hands had grabbed 3 pieces of snack sized buffet food and had shoved it into my mouth.