Does This Make Me Look...Skinny?

I sat down to watch some mindless TV today, and found myself in my room trying on outfits instead.  I have some lovely ensembles from my wedding & honeymoon, and another embroidered outfit that haven't seen much wear; with our move coming up, this seemed an opportune time to check out my wardrobe.

Not having a full length mirror, I ended up waiting for Andrew to come in from the garage, whereupon I showcased a series of fashionable, lovely clothes which now fit with all the elegance of potato-sacks.

The diet itself is going well.  I've tested my system's reaction by introducing a couple of elements, such as dairy and sugar.  A cream-based soup proved to inflame joints, as did sugar.  The sugar was by accident.  I bought what I thought was a healthy snack option as a treat, and discovered after a mouthful that I hadn't read the packaging properly.  I braved the delicious taste - until the overly-sweet substance left a burning sensation in my throat and heaps of arthritic joint pain the next day.  Into the bin it went!

I'm now going to have to introduce some exercise into my routine, despite the chilly winter.  I'm thinking swimming, but not before I purchase a new bathing suit.  My old one seems to have "potato sack" written across it.

Post Detox Diet Musings

Well, I've finished the detox diet program!  I celebrated my progress by buying myself a new black leather purse - one that converts to a little backpack in order to save my back from more stress, and has a better chance of looking "fashionable" than my well-loved but decidedly LL Bean 'outdoorswoman' look backpack that I used during my medical education days.

On the last night of my program we had a lovely dinner at my sister-in-law's home, and she thoughtfully prepared a meal which would be easy for me to pick and choose what eat.   She did pass around a scrumptious-looking tart afterwards and an even more scrumptious-looking box of Lindt chocolates, but I must say I wasn't anxious to find out how I'll feel after indulging, so I gave them a skip.  I decided if I'm going to get a bit ill, I'll save the chocolates for my birthday.  Odd thinking, that.

I'm really excited to continue the weight loss and health-full-ness which has begun on this particular journey.  My healthcare practitioner suggested it would be worthwhile to continue with the diet as it seems to be benefiting me enormously healthwise - and I certainly like the way it is making less of me!

Can't Hold My Drink

As I've mentioned, I seem to have a somewhat unusual problem of not being able to hold my drink.  Water, that is.  Everyone I've come across who is healthy and drinks heaps of water says, don't worry, after a few days your system will adjust.

Apparently, I am not normal.  (Just ask my husband or any family member to confirm this.)

This was brougt home to me dramatically during an excellent presenation I was attending.  About 15 to 20 minutes into the talk, my body reminded me urgently of the litre of water I had consumed about an hour beforehand.  It was too small a venue to sneak out inconspicuously, so I held my peace (so to speak), and discreetly darted off to the nearest loo as soon as the speaker was finished.

My hopes for a quick trip followed by an unobtrusive departure were soon dashed.  I had been too discreet.  Everyone left VERY quickly, much more quickly than I'd anticipated.  I didn't get locked in, but it was a near thing!   Once I get over my sheepishness about it, I'm sure I'll be laughing.  But not after I've drunk a litre of water.

Health Nut...Or Nuts Not To Be?

This whole process of getting the toxins out of my body and even losing some kilos has left me amazed at seeing how being unhealthy and overweight drained my energy, my enjoyment, time spent with friends, my emotions, my outlook.

Lately, life has been a lot more fun.  I've been going out at night, ringing friends saying "let's do something," getting the chores done now instead of the proverbial "later."

Those "health nuts" might have a piece of something.  We do seem to have lost touch with the basics of how we are created to move and live and be in this busy, inventive, modern world.  I think it honours our Creator when we take care of ourselves.

I sure am nuts about how being healthy is impacting me in a positive way!

Ooh, I Broke A Nail...

Final Phase of the Detox starts tomorrow - hurrah!  In preparation for it, I had a wonderfully relaxing lymphatic drainage massage (it really does help boost the immune system).  I was warned I might feel lethargic afterwards, but as I needed to bring in wood for this evening's fire, I decided to ignore that bit.  Actually I'm feeling great.

After a light lunch, I donned the old work gloves, and started hauling.  I promptly discovered it is possible to break a nail, even while wearing protective gloves.

I did discover an advantage to wearing work gloves, however; as I pulled another piece of wood of the lower, wetter pile, a large, creepy, grey-green spider with black spots was uncovered.  After the requisite "eek" and jump, I actually summoned the courage to find a piece of discarded wood and squish it.  Quite unsurprisingly, it squished quite well.  The surpising bit is that I noticed this because I didn't close my eyes.

I wonder if I can convince Andrew to get the next lot of wood?  I'll tell him it's for the good of my nails.