I was expecting to experience withdrawal symptoms today, but ...SURPRISE! They snuck up on me a day early. Yesterday afternoon was hell, with a massive headache, mild nausea, irritability and lethargy. Yeah, fun times. Good thing I'd planned to do nothing.
I dragged myself out for a walk around 8:15pm, just before sunset. I didn't really feel at all like it, but turns out it was worth it....
|Sorry fellas, didn't mean to startle you.|
|No clouds, so not a spectacular sunset, but still worth a shot.|
|Golden light on the river redgums - pretty.|
I was concerned that today would be even worse on the withdrawal front, but I've woken this morning feeling reasonably OK. I even slept pretty well, after resorting to a couple of Panadol before bed.
One more day to get through, and then my 30 day challenge starts. No wheat, no sugar, no alcohol, no artificial anything for a month. Apart from missing my treat meals (which are always chocolate, pudding or cake. Duh, of course), it shouldn't be too difficult.