Quick update: No more rashes! No more itching fits! Insane amount of energy during my workout this afternoon. I was on the elliptical for about 40 minutes which is about average for me but what struck me was the speed and intensity I maintained throughout it. I dropped 2.2 lbs this week but I know the surge of energy didn’t come from weighing a couple less pounds. I believe it came from eating live, unprocessed foods.
Today, I actually had thoughts of continuing beyond July. I don’t know if I will. I have a curiosity to try some new vegan restaurants that have opened recently but the craving isn’t as strong. I also feel the need to snack less on nuts. I still eat them (love walnut taco “meat”). However, I find myself craving a bowl of cherries or a giant green salad more.
I am hopeful that post-July craving living food this much feels just as natural to me as not eating meat and dairy has become over this past year.
It’s amazing what we gain when we take things away we always thought we needed.
During this wellness journey, each week I feel like I am learning something new about myself. It probably helps that I am starting to write about it, too. I lost 1.6 lbs this week, which is fine because ultimately its about going in the right direction but I would be lying if I said there isn’t some frustration.
If I don’t have a higher number, my first thoughts lean towards what I’m doing wrong instead of trying to do more of what I am obviously doing right. So this week, I aim to begin doing that.
Focus more on what I’m doing right instead of what I’m doing wrong.
That doesn’t mean I don’t recognize the mistakes. It just means I acknowledge them and direct my energy towards the habits that led towards my weight loss like an increase in exercise to include lifting. There’s a part of me that wants to wake up in a couple of months and feel and look like my best self. But the truth is my physical best self will take time and patience to arrive just as my spiritual and emotional best self will. One cannot be separated from the other.
I wish I had more to say about this week. I am learning how to slowly be more of who I am and I suspect that my frustration at the lack of speed is a teacher.
Teaching me patience.
Teaching me grace.
I hope every fiber of my being is becoming the lesson.