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Running around and EATING GOOD

Since begining my campaign of running around and eating good in order to be more healthy, I've talked mostly about the "running around" part and not so much about the "eating good" part.
Yes, I am aware that you can't physically eat good(ness), but by "eatinig good" I mean eating well.  I just thought you should know that I know the difference.  Onward...

A few weeks ago, I was pondering the "whole 30" program some people are doing.  I have gathered that the objective is to eat whole and unprocessed foods and leave out the rest for 30 days.  That would make sense. 
I was considering doing that, and then I kept seeing good results from people around me focusing on consuming mostly raw and unprocessed foods and decided I would do the same, except adapt it for myself to be something sustainable for longer than 30 days.  So I started focusing on eating more fresh fruit and vegetables- Just taking them with me to school and work and filling up on them rather than whatever is convienient that I can get my hands on.  I would say it's been going well.  Not that I'm seeing any huge results, but mostly because my body feels better and I feel better about what I'm eating.
At first I thought that might take extra work, althought I was willing to do it.  I realized though, that grabbing 3 pieces of fruit in the morning and leaving a bag of almonds in my backpack was close to as easy as food prep can be.  I think it's becoming a habit now for me to eat this way, because I barely even notice that I'm going out of my way.  I don't feel like I'm on a diet or anything and that's a good thing. One of my goals, actually.


It's pretty fun finding ways to eat well. Sometimes on my way from school to work I stop at wendy's and get a caesar salad but with their avocado ranch dressing. Mm mm good.
Also, cliff bars are deLISH. And handy.  I've found if I just keep filling up on healthy things often, I don't ever get very hungry and I feel good.


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