Um, I don't think this is going to work.

So, I started my morning off with 2 pears and some water. I found that I was burping and having chest pains. I had to go to yoga so I took some vinegar to help settle all that gas. Long story short it didn't work. Plus I found this other blog, because I was trying to figure out why I was craving salt so much. I have a tendency to go extreme and fail rather than be balanced for the long haul. At the end of the day, my lesson for this journey once again is balance. I like savory/salt. I have to learn now not to over-do it before I can even consider cutting it out. I'm not very good at "cold turkey". I usually ween myself on or off of things.

I have the 80/10/10 book on the way and am look forward to gleaning from that. I also am going to order the book Raw Food Made Easy by Jennifer Corbleet. I have to keep reminding myself that life is a journey and not a destination (singing in my head).

The title of my journey is Balance in All Things. That, after all, is what Spirit blesses. Not too good, and not too bad. Just a little of both at the right times and in the right intervals.

Fruit: Day 2 & Such

Yesterday I had the worst craving for something salty. As I sat in a parking lot, waiting to meet my BIL, I stared at the McDonald's sign. I'm not big on The Gold Arches, but what I am big on is FRIES!!! I love them!!! In all honesty, I will probably NEVER give up fries. So as I sat there trying to act as if it were normal for me to stare longingly at Micky D's, they little ones started saying, "Aunt Kesha, I smell sumpin'. Smell like fwench fwies." Thank kids. You such good helpers. I didn't get any fries. I didn't get them, because I realize that this is just part of the journey for me right now. I was fine all day until the evening. Perhaps I should consider making myself a salad in the evening with a homemade dressing. I would love to make a raw ranch.

Anyhoo. So I got up yesterday and today at 5am. Both days we also cut everything off early. Night before last at 8pm, because my husband pleaded his case so convincingly, and last night at 7pm. My husband was on youtube after 7pm claiming that he had to look up some exercises that he was supposed to do at the gym. Right. I have yoga in a lil bit with my yoga buddy Zee, but I'm kinda sore from yesterday so I'm sure I'll look a mess. By the time you hold downward dog for the 100th time you look like a dying bug and feel like one too.

Yesterday I ate oranges, pears, dragonfruit, cherimoya, tuna (the fruit of a cactus), and water. I ate as much as I wanted throughout the day. So far this morning I've started my water and have eaten 2 pears. I am curious, however, as to why I have indigestion so bad. It's like my chest is full of gas. Speaking of gas...

Warning: This is so immature. 

Yesterday, while I was in yoga class, somebody farted. It was hilarious. I couldn't believe it. They just kept going like nothing happened. No excuse me. No nothing.

Fruit Haul & Taste Test

Updates & Such...

Long time, no "see".

Hi y'all!!! Here's what's going on.

I started yoga. I love it and I am going to stick with it. It is a full body workout, and if it's hot yoga it's a really good detox. I think I've mentioned this, but I go to Yoga One Studio.

I ordered my box from Absolute Organics. This time I ordered a fruit box, because I am experimenting with a fruitarian lifestyle. I am trying to figure out how to do it organically and affordably  I'm sure it's possible, but I just have to figure it out. The other issue that has caused me issues in the past was having to cook. I'm thinking that I may have to leave my food in a box and only eat what's in the box. Another idea is that I'll eat BEFORE I cook. I have to get healthier, because I still have major fails periodically.

Tonight we are beginning again with turning everything off at 7pm. I am going to try to do it Sunday-Thursday as a compromise. I may even start using candles to light the house; a suggestion given by The Iyalosa. That may be too much too fast for these folks around here, but it's something to try in the future. Tonight I will help my Sun practice his lines for a play he is in, read, and then go to bed if my husband hasn't decided to talk. My goal is to get up at 5am to have time to meditate/pray, drink water, and tea prior to yoga class. I need more hours in the day. I'm thinking about waking Babygirl up earlier, because she says she doesn't sleep through the night. Getting up earlier may help that.

I'm also thinking about adding hiking to my routine. I really enjoy walking at the parks, but I don't really enjoy walking around tracks or up and down the street. I guess this will be something we do after out two bonus babies leave, because they don't like to hike and I'm not going to carry anybody.

Squatty Potty-Toilet Stool: squatting for proper toilet posture

You don't need THIS stool, but you do need on in your bathrooms!

Yoga & Zee

So this was day 2 of yoga. I barely made it through, because I was so sore. Y'all yoga is not for wimps. The teachers are great, but it will just take some time before I am able to get into and maintain the poses like the other students.

Zee came with me today. She's a beautiful soul that is ALWAYS full of encouragement and love, so it was so good to have her there. It was so good to have someone to LITERALLY share my pain with. She has been one of my teachers of the true beauty of sisterhood. I KNOW she loves me as much as I love her, and that is comforting in ways that I can't express.

During yoga you are using muscles that you have NEVER used before. You are moving in ways you never thought of, and you go through emotions that you didn't even know where there. While holding downward dog for the 100th time you may feel anger well up from nowhere and a few tears may even mix with the rivers of sweat pouring off your body. When you sigh out that deep breath you will release some things. Like my Godmother says, "Just leave that shit on the mat."

Today toward the end of class. I found myself praying that this happy little blond haired yogi woman would be merciful and stop calling out positions. Finally I heard the sweetest words and found myself in corpse pose which was appropriate, because I was at the point that I thought I was going to die. I reached for my cold white lavender towel and placed it on my eyes.

She said, "Check your body and see if you are still holding onto anything. Anything in your mind or body that may be holding you back from excellence. Take a deep breath and sigh it out." Today I sighed out fear. I smiled as I watched it float away, toward the Buddha, and out the window.

My first yoga class!!! Wanna join me?