Here I sit on my 30th day of Whole30 eating my last Model Meals dinner, (ironically it’s Thai Drunken Noodle). Surprisingly, 30 days of no grains, legumes, dairy or alcohol was not nearly as difficult as I thought it would be. I seldom thought I was giving up something. That doesn’t mean I didn’t feel hungry, but for the most part, hunger appeared just before my next meal, and a light snack of nuts or fruit seemed to make it go away.
Read MoreI was warned by a Whole30 veteran that day nine would be traumatic. Basically, no amount of food made him feel satisfied. He couldn’t get off the couch. He was snapping at everyone, and only some pasta, a beer, or a cookie was gonna make him happy. For me, that irrationality came on day seven. I was zombie-like at the dinner table. Everyone sounded like Charlie Brown’s parents.
Read MoreI don’t know about you guys, but turning 40 threw me a big curve ball. My entire life, I’ve been a physically active guy, but never a gym rat. I’d much rather backpack through California’s Gold Country than show up at Gold’s Gym. However, after 40 trips around the Sun, and with three young kids in tow, the back country workout regime has been a little less practical and less frequent.
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