Thoughts from a 20-something stumbling through adulthood

Whole30, Day 15: Eating out for the first time

When I first started Whole30, I had basically resigned myself to avoiding restaurants for the duration. I didn’t want to be one of those women asking the poor teenage waiter about everything that went into the salad dressing. 

But then I got this text. 

As you can see, it didn’t take me long to abandon my “no eating out” Whole30 rule.

This was for a coworker and a friend. I HAD to go, right? My decision to eat healthier shouldn’t mean I have to be a crappy friend. 

So I went. 

The venue was SPIN! Pizza, so I spent a few minutes on the menu before we left, determining there was exactly one thing I could eat on the menu. (Refer back to this post for my feelings on pizza and now I almost blew my Whole30 over it.) 

So I ordered my 8-color salad (minus the cheese and croutons) and was genuinely happy to be eating in a normal place, with normal people. 

Then I took a bite of my salad, and immediately realized the dressing had sugar in it. 

Added sugar? OH THE HUMANITY!

But you know what? I kept eating the damn salad.

Which brings be back to this post about the “perfect Whole30.” If you can do it, great. You are going to have some AMAZING results. For me, interrupting my friend’s birthday lunch to ask for a new salad just wasn’t worth it. 

And here’s the thing: I may have eaten the sneaky sugar salad dressing, but when the waiter brought us some free flatbread, I didn’t have a hard time saying no. 

You don’t own me, carbs! I am stronger than your simple sugars!

And when I discovered that my salad still had croutons on it, I carefully picked them out and set them aside with the flatbread. 

No big deal. 

Which is pretty amazing, actuallly, because there was a time in my life when I would have eaten the entire flatbread by myself because I had a bad phone call in the morning. I know some of you can relate. 

So be kind to yourself, be a good friend, and when in doubt, eat the damn salad.