Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Plan Kick Ass - Day to Day

"What's going on with Plan Kick Ass?" I'm glad you asked! It has been a little over a month since I did an update. Here's how things stand. 



Food is good.
I don't always have the spoons to make stuff from scratch.
Tomorrow is another day.

Here's the areas I'm doing well at. Eating fresh and local I think I have down. I'm also eating much more veg than I was! I make a smoothie when I can (like I need to make one today). I'm stretching at least once a day, typically a few times. I have "naps" down solid and I really reduced my work week. Ha ha.  


Bruce is a napping PRO!

I've been asking for help when I need it, but my husband and mother usually want to do things for me before I ask. That makes me stubborn and actually LESS likely to ask for help. I need to talk to the two of them about that. 

I live in a food oasis where we have tons of fresh, local, delicious food constantly available. And let's face it. Food and eating it makes me happy and I need a lot of "happy makers" right now.


Our beautiful Farmer's Market on Saturdays

Roasted fall veg (that my husband wouldn't touch)

Here's where I'd still like to improve.

  • Eat smaller portions.
  • Eat more seafood
  • Eat less sugar (No, it doesn't help. That was a fluke day)
  • Eat less dairy
  • Back to no soda (As soon as I finish my last Ginger Ale)
Most things I try (power drinks, sugar, Magnesium, etc...) seem to work great for a little bit, then taper off. So I'm not doing the power drinks regularly because there's just too much crap in them for what little I get back anymore. 

Roasted chicken (that my husband enjoyed)

On the medical side my doctor is sending me to an ENT to rule out any vestibular causes for my dizziness. I'm willing to try anything because not being able to drive BLOWS!


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