Slave 4 U 

Long time no talk, frandsss! This is just going to just be a little ramble-y bit (again) about the scale and why it's a mindfuck and a half to weigh yourself every day... like I do... for no reason.  One of the rules I never touched on from the whole30 is that you can NOT… Continue reading Slave 4 U 

Fed Up 

I live my life in black and white. Right and wrong. Absolutely and never.  All or nothing.  There is no sometimes or maybes, always a hard yes or a definitive no. And when it comes to food, that perspective is tenfold. I'm a bad person with no self control when I eat a calorie dense… Continue reading Fed Up 

W30 Days 7-8: Throwing in the Dish Towel 

Day 7- Today was the most "kill all the things" day I've had yet, between this round and my failed attempt in April. In fact, this is similar to how I felt the day I quit last time and shoved my face deep into a chocolate cake under a table at work. My stomach was… Continue reading W30 Days 7-8: Throwing in the Dish Towel 

W30 Days 1/2: The Headache 

W30 Day 1:  Still quite unsure what came over me this morning as I reached for a Lara Bar instead of a bagel and a Diet Coke. Perhaps I was possessed, or my brain had been hijacked by Robb Wolf. Either way, I went to work without a lunch which forced me into decision making… Continue reading W30 Days 1/2: The Headache