I burned some calories and left the fruit at home, and that last thing won't happen again.
Today I am grateful for blue skies, a heavy broom, two large rooms and some word of people feeling better.
I burned some calories and left the fruit at home, and that last thing won't happen again.
Today I am grateful for blue skies, a heavy broom, two large rooms and some word of people feeling better.
Two ibuprofen but less water. Sleep was good. Energy is low but somedays I think our bodies need to just restore. Today has been that.
I am grateful for light and road, the middle of the afternoon and being on time without all the rush.
Plenty of sleep the past two days but not enough exercise though the opportunity existed. Extended the fast and realized a substantial drop in energy yesterday. Food from 11:00 - 1:00 today.
I am grateful for presence and presents and chestnuts and asparagus and onion and cucumbers and lemons and strawberries and cherries and yogurt and grapes and broccoli and eggs and cauliflower and water and wine and the square in Hernando and this.
Today I am grateful for the return of my coworker/work son, how close we are to having a new working system, the time given to work on it and safe travels.
I am grateful for help with breakfast, the table, our places, the dogs who lick the skillet, cucumbers for the cows and a visit.
One hour of beautiful morning light and fresh cold air matters. Slept 8 glorious hours last night. Cheated and started eating at 9:30. Shared three toothpicks, 5 skinless boneless thighs, cut pineapple, cheese, cashews, walnuts and one jar of our favorite sauce (hello, sugar).
Today I am grateful for sleep, sunlight, water, black coffee and another day.
This guy is poetry level prose and he's telling me to eat less often which goes against everything I was taught, but I am his market. The two hour window will begin at noon today.
Day five was high energy ill which was not a good combination and resulted in a three hour save the world nap which goes against the 90 minute nap limit, but it was Friday late afternoon and a girl can sometimes party with math. Nobody tell Huberman.
Today I am grateful for a personal project, cold fresh air, sunlight and a sweet conversation with the kid.
I grew up on the edge of a bush, he begins.
Day four contained more feelings of hunger. I walked past a pie and forced myself to drink 64 ounces of water and 16 ounces of black coffee which is less than half of what I was taking in last week. Too much protein and sauce last night. Cashews, grapes, peppers, broccoli, raw and cleaned. Did not work out but worked hard at a physical job. Great energy and focus but sleeping less which is a real problem but not recurrent at this point.
No excuses, me.
Today I am grateful for lemon water, music, home, a conversation and one of those lingering waves.
Spending less on food, less waste, increased focus on efficiency, more water, less coffee, no creamer, half a glass of pinot noir, bed early, up early (this is a Huberman issue), and this fast is currently good for me like a system reboot.
But am I going in the wrong direction? This blog has obviously turned into a thriller.
Got the book in yesterday. We'll see.
Today I am grateful for fresh air, time for a project, a voice on the answering machine and people around the picnic table.
Did a quick mile outside of the miles I did on the job. Energy up. Hard to eat and easy to sleep. I need to pack the best I can in a two hour period.
Cheated and put some creamer in the coffee this morning.
I am grateful for a game, a chance, a gift, an old friend, and some girls.
Thirty-one hours of nothing consumed but coffee and water and I cheated. I had the powdered creamer. My body revolted which I guess is to be expected when the last mouth to stomach conversation involved Sunday's homemade biscuits with butter and Blackburn syrup and venison and eggs and grits and cheese. So after thirty-one hours of room temperature water and that cheating coffee, my body said, "Hey!" but violently. Eating too much protein, veggies, fruits and nuts late yesterday afternoon into the evening was not as enjoyable. Energy level was low but how could it not be - I wasn't fueling my body.
Day two I am starting with a glass jar full of warm lemon water. We'll see.
Today I am grateful for an opportunity to decide if this is right for me.
Today I am grateful for a snowfall which led to a couple of phone calls, the energy of the cows, the opportunity to pile up some sticks and a playlist which acted as a soundtrack for kicking off a fast. Breakfast was definitely the meal for it.
Short two mile morning walk with no weight in the backpack. Training is currently on the decline, but sharing is up since I found some takers on the extra fruits and vegetables.
I am grateful for how pink turned to grey to a pinot and pizza and then more pinot afternoon. And the rain and a series called Love on Netflix and I had to get it out of my system. Now I'm ready. Nobody tell Goggins, please.
He says, "Stop."
So I do.
"Do you have any symptoms?"
"No."
"Throat not sore?"
"No."
"Sniffles?"
"No."
"Coughing?"
"No."
"Fever?"
"No."
"Well, you know he's got it and he had it and now she's got it."
I am grateful to be allowed in the newsroom where we finally get to talk about a movie.
Today I am grateful for a picnic table, laughter, cashews, walnuts, oranges, broccoli, celery, grapes, strawberries, cherries, dark chocolate, water and yes, coffee.
Today I am grateful for a group of photos from which I can choose one to put somewhere so that one day he will look at it and say, "First photo."
The roll of thunder in a thick cloud cover with that light through those blinds. Then the porch and the mist caused by the pour and yes, I am grateful for time and place.
I am grateful for a heater, the last hundred pages of a book, a warm bath for the chicken, vinegar for the vegetable rinse, filled water bottles and coffee just a click away.
No grocery shopping when I'm tired. It was a horrible display of fried wings and Yum Yum sauce though I did drink water. Am I asking for mercy?
I am grateful for food and the now practicing knowledge that I should not go grocery shopping when I'm tired.
Make a list, me.
When a moment, a meeting, a morning just seem like a gift or a connection you can't help but want to repeat.
I am grateful for those moments.
Today I am grateful for breath, how the light cuts the dark, the cold daring me to use it as an excuse and the guy whose mind created the reason to push through - four by four by forty-eight.
I am grateful for driftwood, a fireworks show, duck roll ups, baked beans, cream cheese smoked and chicken done two ways - both of which could be no better than the other, a hiking tradition on familiar trails, black eyed peas, tomato relish, pork loin slow cooked, cabbage and the people on the trail and at the table.
Four miles, me.