Notice anything ... different around here?
After a long, hard struggle to get this blog thing going, I decided to call it quits. I didn't know what to write about? Faith? Motherhood? Frugal living? Food?
Too many questions, and nothing pointing me in any one certain direction.
So, I stopped trying. Stopped writing. (Not that I wrote much to begin with.)
Fast forward to about a week before Halloween. It had been kind of a rough couple of weeks for me. I just wasn't feeling good about myself. I've gained some weight since moving here a little over a year ago and I just wasn't happy with the way I'd let my health and appearance decline. My husband and kids deserved a better wife and mom. Heck, I deserved a better ME! I got online (like you do) and started digging around for some inspiration. I remembered seeing some of my friends and bloggers I followed doing this thing called "Whole 30". I was curious. What the heck did that mean and what all did it entail? All I knew was you could eat bacon, which is alright in my book.
So, to the Google I went.
And what I found sounded good. It sounded REALLY good. It actually reminded me of way back when, in the "Pre-baby Neely" days - back when I forsook all carbs and sugar, and was the thinnest, healthiest, and most energized I'd ever been. *facepalm* Why hadn't I thought about this before? It seemed such a simple answer to my problems, and yet I was scared. No CARBS? What about my beloved pasta? No CHEESE? What was I going to drown my pasta in, for heaven's sake? NO WINE? Okay... I don't know about this one, ya'll.
But I did it.
Monday, November 3rd, I woke up and just ... did it. I closed my eyes, told myself I was a pansy if I even thought this was hard, and just decided to do the dang thang. I will admit that I am lucky enough to have an amazing husband who has agreed to go through this with me. I can't stress enough how important a support system is - even if it's just one person that you can complain to about how much you want that slice of Gouda and would it really hurt if you had that mini snickers left-over from Halloween?? "Yes. It will hurt. Put it down, silly." (Said in the voice of my awesome hubster.)
Okay, so what does all this have to do with blogging, you ask? WELL. Lemme tell ya. As I was posting my 1,359,496th food picture to Instagram/Facebook, I found myself thinking, "Wow. I like to talk about healthy eating. I like to take pictures of what I make for myself and my family. I like to share my daily meals, struggles, thoughts, and worries with my internet community. And I'm probably driving some people insane."
So instead of just flooding my personal Facebook feed with Whole 30 food pics (some people are weird and don't like looking at bacon all day), conversations about how awesome coconut oil and avocados really are (they're magical, no?) I should come here. This place that I already have set up to blabber about whatever I want. And what do I want to blabber about?
Food. Good food. Healthy food.
So, here I am. The end of Day 6, about to hit the sack and head into Day 7. It's been a week and man, oh man ... do I already feel light-years away from where I was the day before I took this plunge! My goal for the blog is to try and post every day, even if it's just a few food snaps pilfered from my IG account (totally go follow me: @neely_thompson) or a whiny blurb about how I really wish I could have a glass of pinot grigio. 'Cause I totally have those moments.
Come back tomorrow if you're a little wacky and want to see my whole meal plan from Week 1, along with some links and reviews of recipes I found on Pinterest and around the web! Oh, and pictures! And maybe some cute little kids!
So fun. Much excite. Many foods. ;)
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