SO, I'm behind. Behind in everything, it seems. So I'm trying to catch up here, then everywhere else.
But I've made myself some promises lately, and with the help of my friend Mikki who's supporting me every step of the way even when she's SICK of hearing me complain, and Sam who's forced to join me by proximity - I'm Living Healthy (TM).
With everything getting so busy and hectic I found myself just feeling worse and worse. I was tired, I was sick, everything hurt. . . and I decided I didn’t' want that for myself.
I mean SERISOULY I'm living in New York City with the love of my life in a good job with great friends and I don't feel good? That sucks. Especially when I can try to change it - so change it I am. (With much as stated above, MUCH support.)
First was following the diet my doctor told me would help combat the Fibromyalgia. No white sugar, no white flour, lean meats, no caffeine.
Um, you can see why up until now this seemed like only a good idea in THEORY to me. Seriously, do you know what's left to eat? Well, there's still stuff, but the list most notably does NOT include pasta, ice cream, chocolate or any of the yummy things I love. Sam, Mikki, and my friend Chris assure me it gets better - but it's been two weeks now and I'm still a little bitter about what I'm eating.
It will get better.
That was my mantra every time we ate out this weekend and I had salad when everyone else had DESSERT.
Baklava, people. Rice pudding. I PASSED. I said "No, thank you" in my most polite voice while being very very angry inside. I want Baklava. I *heart* rice pudding!
But alas. I've made promises and if there's one thing I'm more devoted to than dessert, it's keeping my word, dammit. Though "my word" sure doesn't taste as yummy.
I'm also taking yoga twice a week and going to the gym in the mornings with Sam. (Okay that happened once, but I'm making it a habit! I am!)
I tried "hot yoga" with Mikki last week, but that's an entry all to itself. Needless to say it was a one-time experience.
Anyway, part of my Summer of the Pirate Queen," (don't ask) is making myself happy in the midst of all this - and that's where this blog comes in. I'm no writer, but I do love to write - so you'll be seeing me here more often. Hopefully, I'll have good stuff to say.
But if I don't? That's okay too. I've promised to be less judgmental of myself as well. And that might be the hardest thing of all . . . .
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