This point, three weeks in, has probably been the hardest so far.
I wanted to give up yesterday.
My stomach now seems to ache every time I eat, which is really worrying me. I am so bloated by the end of each day that I actually look pregnant (ha).
The husband doesn’t seem to be suffering any ill-effects (although he is a self-confessed bread junkie, so no real change for him).
I however, am still feeling worse than when I started.
Eczema itching constantly. Endless embarrassing wind and bloating.
I also had a decaf cappuccino in Costa yesterday (with soy!), but there must be a fair amount of caffeine in a decaf (or it wasn’t a decaf) because I didn’t sleep until 2am last night. I was so restless I couldn’t stay still. In and out of bed. To and from the bathroom. I dropped off and then woke again at 3:30am with that horrible need to move around. Restless leg syndrome runs in my family, and people sometimes laugh at it as being a made up problem, but when you’re lying awake, exhausted, but your whole body is screaming move! move! move! it is just awful.
Anyway. Enough moaning.
I’ve already worked out what I’m going to do at the end of this challenge, which I’ll post more on soon.
Eight full days to go.
In the meantime, the obligatory food diary: