So technically, if you are really into the Whole 30 "tough love" philosophy, I failed.
Because on Day 8, my boss took our team out for Greek food, and my dressing-free grilled chicken salad came with a cup of avgolemeno soup, which had rice in it, and I couldn't resist and ate the rice.
And then on Day 17, I had two friends over for brunch, and even though everything I made was completely Whole 30 compliant (I have come to loathe the word "compliant"), the girls brought over mimosas to toast the fact that I may or may not be getting married soon and it would've been rude to refuse, so I had a very small mimosa.
And then last night, Day 23, a bunch of us took the mister out for a belated birthday celebration, and I had wine and a pupusa (which is made with corn).
So if I were being really, really strict with the Whole 30 rules, I would have had to start over from Day 1 after every single one of these "slips."
Which doesn't seem right to me. Because besides these three instances, I've been spending all of my free time cooking, meal-planning, packing my lunches, trying new recipes and changing what I reach for when I'm hungry. I've broken my chip addiction. Instead, I eat apples, carrots and other whole foods as my snacks. I made plantains for the first time (amazing), learned how to cook with coconut milk and came up with a really awesome way to make killer roasted potatoes. And I've stayed away from gluten, soy and dairy, which are the three things I really wanted to avoid through this diet.
I don't feel like a failure, no matter what the Whole 30 rules say. And I actually really enjoy being in the kitchen.
So I'm going to keep going and not worry about starting over. And I hope the habits I've learned will continue even after I reach Day 30.
(Speaking of recipes and cooking and trying new things, I made deconstructed samosas today. Yum.)