The world is a dark and terrifying place, but I set out with a packed lunch and a strong mind.
The cravings sets in around lunch. Broccoli and tuna cannot sate my needs. I smell my coworkers’ bread from across the table. Coffee tastes like ashes, but it’s keeping me going.
I was told to cleanse my house of all carbs, but after yesterday’s farewell binge, each surface is littered with crumbs, chocolate wrappers and leftover candy. The diningroom table looks like an offering to the Elder Gods, the kitchen counters like a morning-after for the cookie monster.
I will stay strong.
I started the 1 month paleo challenge today. I plan on journaling my progress (into carb restricted madness). Hope you enjoy!