Sometimes I want to live on an island inhabited only by like-minded people. At least as far as nutrition and health are concerned. I was walking back to my office with my lunch in hand (left-over butter chicken and a cucumber-tomatoe-avocado salad) when some classmates in another office invited me in to share their fare. I politely declined, but immediately one of them protested, "But it's taco salad. Surely you can have a little." Um, no. I said no. I meant no. Why is it so important that I eat what you want me to eat? Why can't I just eat what I want and have that be okay? I have 100% committed to the Whole 30, not 90% or 95%, 100% -- and I have the headaches to prove it!
I was reading an article this morning about a beekeeper and Monsanto, the latter being another reason to live on an island far away from their damaging chemicals and franken-food. It's sad that our food supply has been sold out to the highest bidder. Anyone up for a commune? I have a group starting already. :)
Hang in there! You're my role model!
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