Over the last few days, I have enjoyed immersing myself in the acts of eating and reveling in the emotions surrounding food/drink/emotions/socialization and the really loud voice of discontent that is constantly yelling in my head. It's seems I have an inner evil diabolical person. This evil person eats donuts without thinking, turns off the gym alarm before good exercising me even wakes up. The evil one convinces the good one all the time that eating this or that is a good decision. The evil one tells the good one that I deserve to be fat because good let evil turn off the alarm. And convinced the good one that some ice cream was OK. Anyhoo I got off track a little. I went to Costco and bought all #whole30 compliant food. The family transformation starts now. I will be all in for the #whole30 and the rest of the family will ease into it as the bad food disappears. Tomorrow I cook. The struggle is real. This is my #frinkinfatfight
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