I have done well! I survived a pastry-laden baby shower, and eating out today. Green tea was my friend. I totally enjoyed my hot drink and chatted with grain-consuming friends. And eating out was nice with steak and veggies.
Nice. But . . . well . . . they brought the steak to me, and it was practically still mooing. I'm a medium-rare girl myself and this cow was just barely on the rare side of the raw-cooked line. I cut off parts and nudged it to the edge of my plate, telling it to make a break for it, as it was probably still alive. If it did try to walk off, it didn't get very far. My brother hunted it down and ate it. I think my inner Primal, and my former-vegetarian need to get together and duke it out.
I doubt it would be much of a competition. Primal would whoop her, and then eat her still-beating heart raw. And after eating a metaphorical still-beating heart, how bad is a too-rare steak?
I also caught my son's cold--which is actually a little cool. I've never been sick while Primal before, and I'm very interested in the difference. Usually minor colds take me down. Asthma, sinus infections, all kinds of badness. This time, it'd be nice to just have a cold.
Day 3 of 30--done and done well. (Or rare.)