Somebody slap me

It’s been a bad blogging week. Not surprising, because it’s been a bad eating week, too.

Despite my vow after Thursday’s WI to get back on track, I’ve been slacking — eating and drinking junk.

I can feel it, too. I feel blah. Bloated. Crappy.

Yet, for some reason, I can’t stop myself. I wake up thinking “I’ll start today” — but then I end up eating something I shouldn’t … and all bets are off.

It’s a return to that dreaded “all or nothing” thinking Roni rails against — and I don’t know where it’s coming from all of a sudden. Ugh.

I do know I want it to stop. Somebody slap me, please.

I know I feel better when I eat low-carb/paleo-style meals. The whole carb-fueled blood sugar-spike roller coaster makes complete sense to me. When I eat crap, I crave more crap.

Last night, I read most of Robb Wolf‘s “The Paleo Solution.” (Yes, I skimmed the really scienc-y parts. It’d take longer than a couple of hours to make complete sense of that.) It makes sense, and I’m willing to give it a shot.

It might have to wait until next payday, though. My dog’s vet visit and a new tire wiped me out this time. Until then, it’s back to the Whole30, which I shopped for.

No more crap food for me, starting with my very next bite.


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