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I dashed out for a quick walk and was lucky enough to capture some gorgeous pictures of the sun setting over the water. We live on a such a beautiful lake in Sweden. Gratitude overwhelms me everyday. I am truly blessed.

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Day 8 on the master cleanse brings feelings of determination.

There are only 2 1/2 days left and there is no question if I can execute to the original plan.

I can and I will. No hesitation.

The question darting around my tiny biscuit is this: since I’m already through the most challenging part of this fast (which for me was those pesky little days called one, two & three) why not persist for just an itty bitty bit longer…? Maybe 12 days? Maybe 15 days? Why stop at 10?

Amazing. Day two into this fast I wasn’t sure how I was going to manage through the next ten minutes and six days later I’m feeling like I could swallow this peppery lemon mixture for another week. Oh, yeah, of course I have cravings of Fattie and I sitting down to the table with a giant dish of chorizo & sun dried tomato laced penne pasta loaded with Parmesan cheese, a fresh pear, walnut & Gorgonzola salad and bottle of Châteauneuf-du-Pape…….But those silly cravings will just have to wait……

More lemonade please!

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We were out all day yesterday gathering up goodies for the remodel and I didn’t get a chance to squeeze in a lick of exercise.

Not even a 30 minute jog.

Consequently, I feel a little stiff today. Actually, we were gone far longer than expected and since I only brought 16 ounces of lemonade cocktail with me on the road I was H.U.N.G.R.Y. by our return at nightfall. After 4 hours or so without this yellow drink I fondly refer to as ‘food’, swigging a large gulp of my lemon dinner seemed scrumptious.

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Wow, that’s it. I’m cruising through half-time! I can hardly believe I’m truly over the hump. Adios to 7 pounds! I’m exuberant, my skin feels like silk, I’m loaded with energy, my hunger pains vanish when I slip them a dash of peppery lemonade potion, only brief & microscopic cravings find their way into my head, and best of all, I am determined to run across that finish line with a big cheesy lemony smile!

As good as that feels, I’m simultaneously feeling a wee bit afflicted about days seven and eight. As you know, I love, love, love cooking and intentionally I haven’t set my little paw on a pan, knife or real piece food for the last five days. I’ve managed to keep evil temptation and those delightful smells of – well, anything edible at this point – far far away, locked up real tight….

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As I’m parked here gulping my salt water flush, Jamie Cullum’s song, ‘What A Difference A Day Made’ is running through my noggin.

Yesterday was ok. I was about 70% – which in reality was so much better than the previous days that it felt like paradise. I managed to bundle up and head out for an hour long jaunt in the freshing (but oh so chilly) air and later mixed in 30 blissful minutes of yoga which allowed me to feel a bit more centered and relaxed my body. But by bedtime my lower back was aching again so I begged Fattie to give me a quick back massage followed by another on my neck & shoulders.

It worked. I eased off to never never land with little difficulty.

You know, sleeping in is considered by some as the ultimate luxury. And even though I now have the ability to snooze away the mornings hours in the most heavenly of beds wrapped up with deliciously soft high thread count linens, dreamlike feather pillows, and topped by the coziest down comforter – I don’t. But sometimes your body just craves a couple extra hours of shuteye and I’m ever so happy to be able to comply. zzzzzzz…

Yes, it’s only the beginning of day 5 and I feel great. Light. Clear. Grateful. Inspired. Committed. Positive. Eager. Devoted. Every day is getting easier. Every day is filled with more clarity. Every day is improving.

What a difference a day made. 24 little hours.

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It’s a pleasant and unusual feeling, but I don’t have that dread of Monday mornings anymore since I packed up my office and finished my stint in Corporate America.

Stint, well, really more like a third of my life. That’s spooky when you think of it in those terms. Released from the plague of hatred, Mondays just seem like any other day to me now. Must be part of the joy of moving abroad and ditching the briefcase.

It’s been 6 entertaining and active months acclimating to Sweden.

Lots of ups and a few downs – not as many as I expected after reading blogs from expats & websites freaking me out about how hard the move would be and how homesick I would become. Yes, indeed I am and have been homesick at times but nothing debilitating or paralyzing mostly just missing my friends and family. I really am relishing in my new surroundings…..

Oh, the language. That pesky little thing.

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