I was going to write a long post about all the drama going on in the “paleosphere” recently but I just don’t have it in me today. I question whether I have it in me at all, quite frankly – my life is busy and stressful enough without keeping up with who said/did what and their motivations behind it. It makes me glad, though, that I’ve distanced myself from the “paleo label” from the beginning (which is also kind of sad, once you think about it). Beloved stated it quite well the other night when he said, “What is with all this hostility lately? It’s such a turn-off; you have to wade through ten tons of high school bullshit to get to anything of value. It’s not exactly conducive to learning.”
Amen to that.
Honestly, people, don’t we all have the same goal here – a healthy, optimal diet? So mine isn’t just like yours. Who cares? They work for us individually, don’t they? We’ve all cut the crap out, haven’t we? Can’t we just leave it at that, and, if we can’t work together, at least not cloud the issues with pettiness and childish posturing? Admit when you’re wrong, accept the apologies that come your way, ignore those who insist on being pot-stirring idiots and JUST GET ON WITH IT, ALREADY.
Okay, moving forward.
I am on the last week of the Whole30, and if I’m going to be honest here, I’m quite relieved. Which is not to say that there haven’t been benefits from eating extremely cleanly for 30 days – I’m going to do a recap of the benefits and what I’ve learned over the course of the month next Friday – but the biggest drawback, as far as I’m concerned, is that I’m beginning to feel a tad stifled in the kitchen. Oh, I’ve gotten a couple of recipes out of this that are just humdingers, sure, but I’ve got this backlog of recipes in my brain that I haven’t been able to prepare because they use ingredients that aren’t Whole30 compliant (i.e. small amounts of white potatoes, natural sweeteners or organic gluten-free soy sauce (I’m sorry, coconut aminos are great and all, but it’s NOT the same)), or the cooking methods/end results are something that would be frowned upon (and I feel I’ve already pushed that envelope enough).
Somehow I feel paleo-friendly Chicken and Dumplings or Hush Puppies is NOT Whole30 compliant.
And I still want a waffle, damn it. I don’t know why I’m fixated on that particular thing, but I am. And, as a Facebook friend pointed out when I posted about this very vexing issue, it probably won’t taste as good as I think, but you know what? That’s okay, because I’ll eat it and the obsession will go away.
At any rate, breakfast yesterday was 3 eggs, scrambled in coconut oil and coffee with coconut milk (yes, I’m beginning to sound a broken breakfast record, but hey – we like eggs and I’m not tired of them yet). Lunch was a stir-fry I threw together with chicken, sweet potatoes, green beans, zucchini, carrots, okra, onions, a slivered poblano pepper and red pepper flakes (and how I discovered coconut aminos are a rather poor substitute for organic gluten-free soy sauce), and dinner was grass-fed chuck roast, roasted carrots and a variation of the Melon Salad I posted last week (one of those “humdinger” recipes) with red grapes and yellow watermelon instead of cantaloupe.
It was all delicious, but the roast would have benefited greatly from a Bearnaise sauce, which I can’t have during this Whole30 because it requires a small amount of white wine. Or at least a nice steak sauce (although, I must admit, a good one could be made Whole30 – I’d just have to buy some raisins).
I’m still exercising, too, although I’ve kind of slacked off the last couple of days; instead of walking 1+ miles or swimming, I’ve been doing a few situps, pushups and squats and calling it good. I did walk some last night – about 10 minutes on the treadmill – and got on the Bowflex for about 10 minutes of upper-body work, then 25 situps on our AbLounge. The pants I bought recently are all feeling really loose – another reason I am looking forward to the end of the Whole30 is I’m interested to know how much, if any, weight I’ve lost.
And that’s all for this week, my Real Food Friends. We’ve got The G Man this weekend, relatives coming in from out of town tomorrow, and it looks like we’ll be canning a bushel of tomatoes on Sunday. I hope your weekend will be pleasant, if not restful, and I’ll see you on Monday.
Could I interest anyone in something called the “I Just Want To Be Healthy and Get Through Menopause With My Sanity Intact” diet?