Its Only 365 Days
I'VE GOT THE SHAKES
I was in the middle of attempting to make sense of planning my future organic garden, when it suddenly hit me, that I really wanted a soda. A tall slightly frozen fizzy glass of Dr. Pepper. What's the big deal? Why don't you just get one you ask? Because you idiots, I gave it up for Lent!!! Why? Whhhhy? Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!?!?!!!! Sorry, I didn't mean to call you an idiot. I'm just really tense about not having my Pepper right now.
My dearest Dr. Pepper. I miss the and the joy you brought to my life. I miss putting you in the freezer until you were in that sloshy, but not frozen stage. I miss watching you fizz all the way up to the tip of the cup before my lips parted and guzzled you down. I miss your taste. So sweet and crisp....
I'm freaking out. Writing this as my attempt to have a bit of a self-intervention because I mean, I'm practically hallucinating over here...I don't think that's a normal reaction...or is it. By the by that is an empty bottle from 2 months ago. I saved the bottles to use as half seed starting containers and half cloches for my future garden (by the by, I plan to officially start planting March 17 when the night temps are hopefully over 50 degrees).
As far as other Lent progress 18 days in (28 more to go!!!), I have done well. I gave up soda of course (ooooo Dr. Pepper), hot cheetohs (a very bad craving of mine. Bad girl, bad!), not working out (I have a wedding to get to in August, so this was the motivation I needed), and fried foods (with all the guests and parties in December, I practically OD'd on eating out).
Fried Food: Not really missing this one. I think concentrating on the garden and the prospect of going out and picking fresh vegetables has really got my mind focused. Fried foods are terrible for you. I'm not going to deny myself the pleasure every once in a blue moon, but as a cook, I know how different I feel when I've gone 2 weeks without fried food and noshed on some home cooked deliciousness vs. the temporary high of eating out somewhere. I don't think anyone should deny themselves the pleasure from time to time, but you shouldn't do it frequently.
Hot Cheetoh update: considering how many of these I went through, surprisingly, I have not craved them. I don't know what that says that you suddenly give something up you're eating at least twice a week, and you don't miss them, maybe my mind/body knows they aren't worth it.
Soda: well, you know how that's going. I have no cheated. I haven't snuck any and a side effect of the no soda, is I have drastically reduced my juice consumption as well (lot of sugar in those drinks) and started drinking A LOT of water. I practically go through a case each week with all the exercise, plus just drinking it because I have no other options.
Not Working Out: This I am most proud of. I went from being pretty darn sedentary to craving exercise. I wake up and I already have the gym clothes ready to go. I try to always do a first thing in the morning workout so I have no excuses later on in the day. Rather then focusing on a weight, I've been focusing on building a stronger body and working on my strength especially and flexibility. I've been doing a lot of boot camp workouts and High Intensity training which I never though two months ago given my attitude towards exercise, I'd ever be "excited" to do, but yet here I am. I have 2 good friends in my corner, cheering me on and supporting my goals so that totally helps. I will say, that ironically I do need to calm down a bit with the high intensity. Yesterday I woke up and my hamstrings were strung tighter then violin strings. Every time I went to sit down, it was like, oh crap, there you are hamstrings. Also my shoulders took a true beating from the arm, bis/tris, delts, forearm, wrist workout I put them through. So I'll have to work in a few more days of "just walk for an hour" to that I don't screw myself up, because I still have 153 more days to go with that.
Okay...so my heart has stopped racing, I've stopped shaking...I think my need for Dr. Pepper has stopped for the moment.
Lent isn't a joke man...it's hard core this overcoming thing. Maybe I'll be able to part the pool soon. *Crossing my fingers*
I'VE GOT THE SHAKES
I was in the middle of attempting to make sense of planning my future organic garden, when it suddenly hit me, that I really wanted a soda. A tall slightly frozen fizzy glass of Dr. Pepper. What's the big deal? Why don't you just get one you ask? Because you idiots, I gave it up for Lent!!! Why? Whhhhy? Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!?!?!!!! Sorry, I didn't mean to call you an idiot. I'm just really tense about not having my Pepper right now.
My dearest Dr. Pepper. I miss the and the joy you brought to my life. I miss putting you in the freezer until you were in that sloshy, but not frozen stage. I miss watching you fizz all the way up to the tip of the cup before my lips parted and guzzled you down. I miss your taste. So sweet and crisp....
I'm freaking out. Writing this as my attempt to have a bit of a self-intervention because I mean, I'm practically hallucinating over here...I don't think that's a normal reaction...or is it. By the by that is an empty bottle from 2 months ago. I saved the bottles to use as half seed starting containers and half cloches for my future garden (by the by, I plan to officially start planting March 17 when the night temps are hopefully over 50 degrees).
As far as other Lent progress 18 days in (28 more to go!!!), I have done well. I gave up soda of course (ooooo Dr. Pepper), hot cheetohs (a very bad craving of mine. Bad girl, bad!), not working out (I have a wedding to get to in August, so this was the motivation I needed), and fried foods (with all the guests and parties in December, I practically OD'd on eating out).
Fried Food: Not really missing this one. I think concentrating on the garden and the prospect of going out and picking fresh vegetables has really got my mind focused. Fried foods are terrible for you. I'm not going to deny myself the pleasure every once in a blue moon, but as a cook, I know how different I feel when I've gone 2 weeks without fried food and noshed on some home cooked deliciousness vs. the temporary high of eating out somewhere. I don't think anyone should deny themselves the pleasure from time to time, but you shouldn't do it frequently.
Hot Cheetoh update: considering how many of these I went through, surprisingly, I have not craved them. I don't know what that says that you suddenly give something up you're eating at least twice a week, and you don't miss them, maybe my mind/body knows they aren't worth it.
Soda: well, you know how that's going. I have no cheated. I haven't snuck any and a side effect of the no soda, is I have drastically reduced my juice consumption as well (lot of sugar in those drinks) and started drinking A LOT of water. I practically go through a case each week with all the exercise, plus just drinking it because I have no other options.
Not Working Out: This I am most proud of. I went from being pretty darn sedentary to craving exercise. I wake up and I already have the gym clothes ready to go. I try to always do a first thing in the morning workout so I have no excuses later on in the day. Rather then focusing on a weight, I've been focusing on building a stronger body and working on my strength especially and flexibility. I've been doing a lot of boot camp workouts and High Intensity training which I never though two months ago given my attitude towards exercise, I'd ever be "excited" to do, but yet here I am. I have 2 good friends in my corner, cheering me on and supporting my goals so that totally helps. I will say, that ironically I do need to calm down a bit with the high intensity. Yesterday I woke up and my hamstrings were strung tighter then violin strings. Every time I went to sit down, it was like, oh crap, there you are hamstrings. Also my shoulders took a true beating from the arm, bis/tris, delts, forearm, wrist workout I put them through. So I'll have to work in a few more days of "just walk for an hour" to that I don't screw myself up, because I still have 153 more days to go with that.
Okay...so my heart has stopped racing, I've stopped shaking...I think my need for Dr. Pepper has stopped for the moment.
Lent isn't a joke man...it's hard core this overcoming thing. Maybe I'll be able to part the pool soon. *Crossing my fingers*