I live to fight another day...

Day one of the Whole30 was not without event. I had plenty to eat and it was all delicious, but by 4:00, I couldn't shake the distinct desire for cake (and donuts, and cobbler, and maybe a Big Mac). My body was hard core rebelling against the sudden and cruel loss of processed sugar and grains.
By bed time, I was exhausted and working on a migraine. When I did fall asleep (quite quickly), I had strange dreams involving avocados and grade school, among other things. I was shocked awake a few hours later by the sound of my cat screaming under the bed (we put in the window fan and now she can't climb into the window. Oh, the humanity!) 

After kicking her out, I went back to my turbulent dreams laced with a throbbing headache. I proceeded to get up at least three times in the night to pee like I hadn't peed in years. Since I'm going to the gym tonight and breakfast was already made, I slept until all most 7. The good news is that I feel a little less like death now and I currently don't have to pee. Detoxing is fun! But hey, at least this time the food is tasty.