I am not going to lie, yesterday was very hard. I drank three glasses of juice, which was one more than the day before, still not the four that were in the plan from the book. I didn’t make any fresh juice at all, I had three glasses in the fridge from Day One. And this was a good thing because I don’t think I could have done it. I didn’t have the strength or energy. And the thought of drinking a juice made me gag. I dreaded it all day. Each time it was time to drink I just remembered what Joe said, if I had to plug my nose and gulp it down like medicine, just get it into you … so I did.
I found it difficult to concentrate. I had memory lapses throughout the day. I was so tired I didn’t accomplish very much. I was hyper emotional and suffered a huge ugly cry when one of the characters on my favourite tv show was killed off (normally I might shed a few silent tears, or just get a lump in my throat). I urinated a lot but to my surprise defecated like normal. At one point I could barely hold my end of the telephone conversation with a colleague. During the late afternoon/ early evening a terrible headache came on and stayed until I finally fell asleep. I napped a few times throughout the day and went to bed pretty early. I woke up every few hours to pee. Continue reading “Reboot Day Two”
My boyfriend bought me the juicer I wanted for my birthday and yesterday it shipped from Amazon! The more I read (and since getting a Kindle, I am reading A LOT!) the more I think a juicer will be very helpful for my Plant Strong lifestyle.
I have detoxed before, specifically with what I call the Brown Rice detox, but I have never done a juice detox, and I am not a fan of drinking my food.
I like water, wine, coffee, tea, the occasional beer and speciality cocktail, and even rarer still a chocolate milkshake or iced coffee. I have never been big on the smoothie, never been crazy about juice … or even soup! Continue reading “Countdown to Plant Strong”
The other day I had a sulky day of depression where I literally just stayed on the couch all day eating cupcakes, french fries, wieners, canned peas & carrots, and microwaved popcorn smothered in Ketchup flavoured seasoning; drinking a ton of coffee, a couple of glasses of wine and one cup of hot chocolate with an ounce of brandy added for zip; and watching documentaries on Netflix.
I had once again let my boyfriend’s flighty attitude toward life get under my skin. After this many years together you might think I would be acclimated to it by now, I would expect it and never be surprised by anything, but you would be wrong. My recovery might be quicker when I’m blindsided, but I still get blindsided.
Anyway, I don’t want to write about why I had taken to the couch for the day because the more important thing is that while I was sulking and stuffing my face with crap, I wasn’t watching mindless sitcoms or cartoons, I was watching documentary films about things that matter, things that get me thinking, things that give me insight and energy and ideas. I watched 10 Questions for the Dalai Lama, GMO OMG, Happy, and finally Forks Over Knives Presents: The Engine 2 Kitchen Rescue. Continue reading “To Meat or Not to Meat”
I am many weeks over due for an update. I was very sick for a bit, thought I was well again but relapsed. All together I was severely ill for 6-8 weeks. MUCH too long! But I have been recovered for one full week and a day now. The thing about being sick for so long is that you fall behind on things. Not just your 9-5 pay cheque work, but also the cleaning and other chores that normally keep your household running smoothly, books you’re reading, television series you’re watching, exercise you planned to get, diets you should have been following, and everything else that you can’t do while you lay in bed dozing in and out of sleep.
Continue reading “Back in Action”
I am literally up at the crack of dawn this morning, despite not getting to bed until nearly 1 am. I must truly be feeling better. This morning my mom and four of my aunts, her sisters, are heading west to visit my other aunt, their other sister, in Calgary for a week. I am excited for her, excited that she is venturing out to places she has always wanted to go. I hope they have an amazing trip. I’m sure they will have a lot of laughs. Oh to be a fly on that carry-on bag! Continue reading “Dawn Comes Early”
My boyfriend is at some little airstrip waiting with about 200 other people to catch a plane to Edmonton. Late last night after I was asleep, they got word the job was shut down and it would be a couple of weeks before it started again. They could have stayed, but they weren’t being paid. They had to find their own way out of camp and to the little airstrip. The flight to Edmonton is free. Once he gets there he will have to see about getting a flight out to home. Hopefully he won’t have to wait long.
He is tired and cranky and hungry because they couldn’t get much to eat at the camp yesterday on account of having so many people there. He couldn’t get any snacks. All the vending machines were empty. They had to close the little snack kitchen, in order to ration food. But he has such compassion for the people of Fort McMurray, who are devastated by this fire, that he isn’t complaining. He is thankful that he has a home and his family is safe in New Brunswick. He says it’s like a war zone out there. And he told me he heard Fort Mac burned to the ground last night, the hospital and airport and other important buildings gone into the ashes. I don’t know if this is true. I haven’t got a television and I haven’t really been reading much news online because unfortunately I’m still sick.
Continue reading “Coming Home”
… for I have sinned. It has been three long days since I have blogged …
I went up home Thursday evening to spend the weekend and be the Maid of Honour in a friend’s wedding. It was a small church ceremony with a little gathering at their home after. They have been together for 25 years and have a grown daughter and teenage boys. They were engaged for four years. So this wedding was a long time in the making and not filled with any question or bets on how long they’d be together. They’ve already lasted a lifetime and they still wanted to marry each other. Lots of ups and downs along the way, but they stuck together and got through. I think that’s the testament to making a relationship last, being able to grow together through thick and thin. Continue reading “Bless Me Readers …”