Alright, so things weren’t quite so dramatic in the “Kill All the Things” stage as the meme above may illustrate. I’m totally fine with that. Anyone who knows me will tell you they don’t need me any more quick to irritate than usual … hopefully they will say it with love. :)
Breakfast and lunch weren’t anything to write home about: a couple quick eggs and black coffee for breakfast, lunch with an old colleague at the same stir fry joint I went to on Tuesday. Do you need to be bored or uninspired by my repeat meals? Nah, I didn’t think so. Thanks for letting me off the hook for not having taken pictures. ;)
Day 4 was busy, busy, busy, which thought might be the key to getting through with minor irritability. I was able to focus on things at work that required little interaction (for once) and as few people as possible suffered the wrath of what could have been a Destructive Day 4 Dorothy. I’m sure that a few personal victories assisted in the uplifted mood as well.
After work, I got to pick up my man from the airport and we headed home for a night of normalcy and catching up before he took of again Saturday morning. He was happy to have me recreate the Chicago Dogs for dinner, and we paired them with a side of baked zucchini. A bunch of boring life stuff had to be done that evening – laundry, dishes, repacking for the next business trip, blah, blah, blah. Keep your hands busy – you’ll forget about the food you aren’t allowed to hold with them. Once I laid down to get some shut eye, I thought to myself, “Maybe I will skip ‘Kill All the Things’ and sail through to an energy spike!” The encouraging thought helped me drift off into a peaceful sleep.
Oh, Day 5. I woke up after a full 8 hours of sleep (and 11 minutes according to my FitBit Flex). I made a nice breakfast for the boy and I: ground pork, pepper, and onion scrambled eggs with a side of grapes and black coffee. I packed my lunch: mixed greens, the left over ground pork, onions, cucumber and tomato slices, and a balsamic vinaigrette. Sounds like a great start, yes? I got to work in a fine mood … and then …
- “Where’s the PowerPoint?!!!”
- “Hi, I’m calling to ask a question I already know the answer to!”
- “Hi, I’m calling to let you know I sent you an email.”
- “Flights to international connections are cancelled.”
- “Who STOLE the speaker phone out of the conference room?”
- “I need to fly a cat internationally, can you help?”
One stupid thing after another started irking me a bit more with each encounter and I felt my blood getting a bit hotter with every annoyance. Then around three o’clock, I was literally HOT. I think I might know what women going through menopause experience, I can’t describe it as anything other than hot flashes. I was nearly breaking a sweat in my air-conditioned cubicle, where I normally will rest a blanket over my lap even in the summer. I went to the source of all knowledge (how did people figure anything out before Google?) and came across a number of articles that informed me I was not alone.
- Bendiful Blog: Whole30 – Let the HOT Flashes Begin
- MyFitnessPal BC2061’s Blog: Whole30 – Recap of Day 2 & 3
- A Milk Smuggler’s Daughter: Whole30 Day 3
- Whole9 Life Forum: Feeling Warm/Hot
So I suppose it’s safe to say I’m not dying or experiencing anything out of the ordinary. It’s a bit strange to me that I did not go through this phase while on Whole30 previously, but then again no two Whole30s are alike. By the time I got home I was still burning up. Since the next morning was Get Denton Back to the Airport Day, I wanted to enjoy the night together. We decided to make a Mexican chicken dinner: boneless skinless breasts seasoned with Adobo and chili powder on the grill pan, topped with diced avocado and parsely, over a bed of zucchini noodles and diced tomatoes. Ah, a nice relaxing evening …
- “WHY are you touching things with your contaminated chicken hands!?!”
- “You can sprinkle seasoning on a little faster than that you know.”
- “Stop EATING, WE’RE MAKING DINNER!”
- “Well, I would fold your clothes myself but I’m currently elbow deep in dishes.”
- “When are you leaving tomorrow?”
Before you think I’m a raging bitch, I should explain that Denton was well aware I was going through his favorite stage of the Whole30. I say it is his favorite stage because he loves to antagonize me and see how much of a rise he can get from the simplest of annoyances … and then he either runs away cackling or wraps me in a bear hug because he thinks my short fuse is even more hilarious than usual. It helps to have someone that is understanding, even if they do like to weedle you (does anyone else remember that term from Angry Beavers?).
I made it through Days 4 & 5 without ACTUALLY killing anyone/thing, and therefore consider my Whole30 thus far a success. How Jeanie got to skip Kill All the Things and I didn’t, well, I’m just not sure. I’m going with Whole30 smiting me. But that’s probably just the phase talking.
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