Only now I juice.
I started juicing not to lose weight, but instead to try and give my body a fighting chance by supplying my cells with powerful nutrients, as fast as possible. Having and auto-immune disease isn't fun, and juicing was what I decided to try, in hopes of cleaning up my insides.
Understandably, lots of people do straight juicing, but I wasn't comfortable going that route. So instead I incorporated juicing to my daily meals. This was something that I could live with long-term, rather than burn out.
So now you know the history, it's time to do a little bragging. This past week I have not been afraid to run out of food, and therefore been eating all those good nuts that we paid for. My feet no longer look like they belong to Barney Rubble. Swelling continues to decline and not only do I have ankle bones, but I'm in a 1.5 size smaller sneaker.
Had to buy smaller work pants and they are already big on me, so into the dryer they went. This marks the first time in a long time that pants went to the dryer straight away.
Energy levels as of the last four days have been even, consistent and strong. I'm back to house projects like redoing the fridge. And thanks to Tim, we moved the living room into winter-mode and hung Halloween lights.
And lastly, I feel good. Even though working in prep is still a challenge and I'm not ready for the treadmill yet, I love not being in constant pain. And get this, the swelling around my eyes is down so much, that by gosh I have eyelids again.
It's been a good week. How 'bout you?
|Ethel's before shot.|
|Then I had to find room for my new buys.|
|Thanks to field mice, everything must be in the fridge.|
|Ethel's makeover - using veg boxes from Dollar General.|