It’s a rainy, chilly fall day here in NC, and while I am fully aware that this will become old really quick, for now I am enjoying it. I’ve been missing the autumns I enjoyed when I lived in the North, but the trees lately in NC have been glorious!
On the weight loss progress front, I have not much to report, so I will hold off numbers and photo until next Tuesday. My no-sugar streak lasted 16 days. I had a party to attend on Saturday that included cake and alcohol and while I never had any cravings or intense desire for any sugar, I did modestly partake. I was handed a couple drinks containing vodka and juice and I drink them. Also, I had a little cake. I was surprised that I stopped myself at a little, because it is commonly known to my friends and family that I LOVE cake.
What was even more surprising to me, however, was the effect that the sugar had on me. I came home and had the most difficult time sleeping. My body was buzzing and my heart was racing until about 7:00 Sunday morning, when I finally managed to fall asleep. I woke up at about 11:00 a.m. Sunday with some crazy heartburn that lasted most of the day. I am happy to say that I am now back on track and off the sugar, ready to aim for a full 21 days at least.
Before I go, I want to share a picture of the little squirrel my husband put on one of the cakes for the party last minute. He modeled it (and the acorns) in minutes out of homemade modeling chocolate and it was a real hit!
Have a wonderful day!
Let’s be controversial, shall we? I’ve got two words for you: Bruce Jenner. He’s a timely subject and as I’ve got nothing better to write about at the moment, I think we’ll go ahead and jump on that bandwagon. Gold medalist for the decathlon in the 1976 Montreal Summer Olympics; probably more famous these days as father to the Kardashian clan; and probably most famous at the moment for his current transition from male to female and recent interview with Diane Sawyer on 20/20 this past Friday. Did you watch it? I wanted to, but honestly I forgot. I did, however, take in the aftermath of blog posts and news recaps and I even tried to glean as much as I could from any video segments that were uploaded post event.
What is it about vacation that makes me feel like I’ve been hit by a giant truck and steamrolled? Why do I feel like I need to recuperate from my trip? Am I doing it wrong? You’d think after an entire week in a 5‑star resort, of mornings spent lazing on the beach, afternoons lingering by the pool and evenings sipping vino on the balcony overlooking the Atlantic that I would come home feeling refreshed, no? Or maybe that’s just it. Maybe the trauma of transitioning from a luxurious king-sized bed piled high with fluffy pillows to my springy queen that dips in the middle is just too much for me.
Hello All. I apologize for staying away so long and it is with renewed vigor that I take this moment to make contact with my readers and thank you for the emails I’ve received asking after my whereabouts. I will admit it has been a stressful few months but things are calming down and hopefully I will be better at carving out more time for my blog.
Well I made it through Day 6 and am now more than halfway through Day 7 and still feeling pretty good.
I’ve had some minor low back pain and upper thigh pain but I’ve read this a very common complaint. I had assumed the pain was due to sitting at my desk so long, so I have been making an effort to stand and stretch a lot, but have found no relief. But I will get through it.
I’m 18 hours into Day 5 of my water fast and I’ve still got a good amount of energy. I did get tired out after making my bed, cleaning up the kitchen and vacuuming, but a few minutes rest was all I needed to feel re-energized. I’m still not feeling any hunger, and I was even able to make breakfast for the family this morning with no temptation whatsoever.
So it’s Day 4 of my fast and I can’t believe how well I’m feeling. Let met me get you up to speed.
Tuesday night at 8:00 p.m. I officially started my water fast. I didn’t (and still don’t) have a particular end date in mind; however, as I was able to complete an 11‑day water-only fast back in 2009, and in the years since then I have been unable to surpass two days, I figured that if I had completed 72 hours of water fasting, I would consider it a success. And I have!
While working from home has its challenges, events in the past eight days have renewed my appreciation for my situation. From heartbreak and near tragedy within the family to angst over whether or not we would have to put down a beloved family pet (thankfully, he’s on the mend!), my household has taken its turn on the emotional roller coaster. It is during times of intense stress like these, for some reason, that I often rally the personal motivation to put into action ideas and plans that have long been subject to procrastination. At the top of my list? Water fasting and detoxification!