The best part - besides from having so much fun at playgroup this morning - is that three days have come and (almost) gone and now I have a chazaka. Yahoo.
A chazaka? Yes. A chazaka. The word chazaka, in Hebrew, literally means strength or strong. However, there is another meaning which is, (and I'm quoting here), "what was, still is". Huh? I know, just bear with me for a minute. You see, a chazaka's magic number is three. So let's say you went running for three days in a row, you now have a chazaka and most likely will continue on with your new habit. Get it? What was = the running of the past three days, Still is = the running that you are doing and will continue doing.
But just to be totally clear, I'm not running anywhere. In fact, the only thing I like more than sitting is lying down. And since I have sat for three days in a row (many many three days in row), the likelihood that I will continue sitting each day is very high. So too, since I have completed three days of the Whole30, the likelihood that I will continue the Whole30 is also high.
But back to the original point. Day three on Whole30 was pretty okay.
Breakfast was the same as yesterday.
Lunch was fried (not breaded) flounder and sauteed onions and mushrooms.
Dinner was the the leftover chicken from last night and the last sweet potato.
Snacks? I had a few cashews or olives here and there and half an apple at some point, but I was not that hungry. Very thirsty though. But that's okay, because then I remembered to actually drink my water, something I am very bad at remembering.
And the cutest thing - in an effort to help me drink all my water, Josh filled up three 3-cup water bottles for me last night and lined them up on the counter so I would see them in the morning. So nice. And Josh, if you're reading this, that would be a lovely gesture for the next 27 nights. Thank you.