One down, one to go

Week that is. We are officially one week into the paleo plan! First off, I should confess the happenings of the weekend, just get it out there right away. We "cheated" on Friday. Ok, so I put it in quotes because we didn't really cheat. I mean, we did, but there was one open day scheduled in the book that we didn't use at its scheduled time so we used it instead on Friday. And it was well worth the wait.

We went to the Blue Door on Selby and Fairview. It was one of the few places neither of us had been to in St. Paul. We had amazing juicy lucys and beer- whoa, it was a superb cheat meal. And considering we had 14 meals before that where we did not cheat AT ALL, I mean no straying from the prescribed menu, it was completely alright. Not that I'm trying to justify it to anyone (or myself...), but I should explain myself a little further. We were celebrating work-related good news and finishing cleaning and moving me out of my old house, which we had just completed Friday evening. Of course we were also celebrating the end of the week and we thought cheating in the beginning of the week would keep us satisfied through the weekend.

Alright, enough about the big cheat. One last thing... it turns out that cheating Friday night didn't exactly allow us to breeze through the weekend. We had our fair share of temptations. First we went to the como zoo with Alex's parents and niece and were surrounded by dripping ice cream cones, greasy cheese curds and kettle corn. We then went out to lunch and had to find something that we knew complied with the restrictions of the plan, which is really hard when even the salads have breaded chicken and the server automatically places bread on the table. To finish the day we went to a BBQ on our rooftop where we were met by a cold keg, homemade brownies, chips, and lots of questions.

We managed to get through Saturday and then Sunday we were saved by the farmer's market. There's something about walking through the aisles of the market that just calls one to be a healthier person. I'm sure anyone who has been to the St. Paul farmer's market, or likely any good sized farmer's market, knows the feeling I'm talking about. I have to say it's one of those eyes are bigger than your mouth thing, like you see a tray of 6 green peppers and another with 4 huge cucumbers and you think, "what? $2 for 6 green peppers? that's such a good deal!" Then you buy the 6 green peppers and 4 cucumbers and by the next Saturday you've only gone through one of each because they're glowing when see them at the market but look like lame vegetables when you get them home.

Overall the weekend was successful as we managed to stick to the plan besides our one cheat day. We're struggling a little at the moment with chocolate cravings for me (typical) and general "I'm hungry but don't feel like eating anything we have" cravings for Alex. For now, off to bed with high hopes for another week!