I think I mentioned in my I love Salad post that my husband and I have been really enjoying what we call the “Big Salad”. We have this for dinner once a week now and giggle about past Seinfeld episodes (did you catch the reference?).
I find it funny that without even trying to convince him, my husband is fully on board with whatever I put in front of him these days. This one is a big hit though, so I thought I would share.
There really nothing more to say… I simply could not believe it, I had to take a picture. We are very lucky with our long haired cat in that he doesn’t require the same level of grooming of other long-haired cats that I know. His hair doesn’t mat up and he is generally pretty good [...]
I picked up my Gabriel Method book this morning to reread some of the nutritional stuff as I have been concentrating on my mental health and identifying and eradicating my emotional blockage. I was looking through the monthly plans and nutritional information and realized that I am already doing everything in month 3, just naturally without thinking about it. How cool is that?
I love salad. I think one reason that this eating plan works so well for me is that I love salad. I eat at least one, if not two, large salads a day. I’m lucky that my husband loves salad too.
I have been experimenting with different toppings and styles of salad, but for most meals it is pretty much the same.
It seems like this week has been the week of small realizations. I was looking in the mirror this morning, washing my face, and I noticed that something was different. I stared at myself for a few moments and realized that my skin was looking better than it has in years.
I’m not hungry. I use to always have some level of hunger, that “I could eat” feeling, pretty much all the time. Now I don’t even think about food until I’m actually hungry and sometimes even then I have to force myself to eat something because real hunger isn’t something that I am used to, it feels different – not so urgent.
It’s funny how many things are pointing me in the right direction. Hmm that’s funny. I tend to write in stream of consciousness and then come back and edit and rewrite. What I meant to say was “the same direction” but what I wrote was “the right direction”. Guess that tells me something in and of itself.
Every year before our Memorial Day Weekend camping trip to Banks Lake in eastern Washington we make a “mix tape”. Wow, I’m old. What do you call it these days anyway? A compilation CD? Too formal. A Mix CD? Sounds dumb. Oh well, anyway…
It’s kinda weird. I look in the mirror and see the same body that has been there, maybe a little thinner but I think that is just the fat goggles being removed.
But I feel thinner, especially through my middle where I carry most of my weight.
Over this last week I have been noticing some subtle, yet important, changes in the way I feel. Because the emotional and self perception issues are so huge for me, I have vowed not to weigh myself or even measure myself until October. I am letting go of numbered results and concentrating on how I feel and healing myself.
