a little lime

Wow!  Just a squeeze lime makes all the difference!

I made my pink drink the same as yesterday but cut a lime in half.  Squeezed and dropped the half lime into my Pink Drink.  Now we've got something good!

pink drink

My First Pink Drink

Well, today was my day to begin this journey in earnest.  I mixed my drink per my sponsor's instructions.  I put about 2 oz of warm water in a mug and mixed thououghly.  Then I poured it over my much loved crushed ice and added 16 oz of cold water.

Now I have to honest here as promised.

Ready?

I do NOT like the taste!

It tastes like oversweet crystal lite.  ick.  

Now, I should tell you I'm truly addicted to Diet Coke.

I like the acidic bite.  I like the sharpness of it.

So to drink something that's so sweet was a challenge.

So ... undeterred here's my plan.

I'll mix it the same but add lemon juice and maybe a little more water.

Having said all that;  I feel great!  I've had none of my beloved diet Coke.  No french fries, burgers, or donuts.  Yea me!  (hmm, just realized I don't have my familiar withdrawal headache).

What I did have was a yummy green salad, clementine, gluten free granola bar, coconut greek yogurt, hard boiled egg, grapefruit juice, meatloaf, mashed potato and tomato soup. Yum!  I feel full and satisfied.  

Day 1 is a success!

saddle up.

beginning tomorrow morning.

what if this really does change everything?

today...

fixer upper.

While waiting on my first Plexus tri pack to arrive, I thought I might put to paper (digitally speaking) what I hope to improve while I put Plexus to the test.

So following is my 'fixer upper' punch list I will be addressing.

weight reduction - somehow this is always in my list.

break sugar addiction - ditto.

reduce inflammation - each morning when I wake up my hands are so inflamed I can't close my fingers.  Then they ache throughout the day.  I'm also having increasing problems with dropping things.  Frustrating.  These stiff hands just aren't able to behave the way they did just a few months back.  My fingers tend to cramp painfully since the Rheumatoid Arthritis (RA) diagnosis a few years back (of which I'm still in denial) and if I'm being honest here - is even getting a bit uncomfortable to drive for long periods of time.  Sad.

sleep - really sleep.

IBS - ugh.  Want it gone.

thyroid - I've been on very large doses of synthroid for 30 years (175mcg) and still have a plethora of symptoms of low thyroid.  Brittle, dry hair and nails, dry eyes, weight gain.  I fear this is asking for too much but what if it does improve?  Worth trying.

depression - that's my big one.  yup.  even more than the weight.  i'm weary of the ups and downs (mostly downs) of depression.  I've read testimonials where Plexus has decreased or even ended depression for others.  please be real.  this would be everything.

Here is my promise.  I will be real.  
If these issues improve for me, I will tell you. 
If they do not improve, I will tell you.

why.

one more bloom

hurumph. Or as one well know time traveller put it, "Great Scott!". Where has the time gone? Did I fix my fat issue? Did I get strong? um. no. In fact, I've gained 2 years and 6 pounds. defeated. Not just yet, Cowpokes. I've got one more bloom of hope in my flower trog. Plexus. Just ordered it. I'll post progress here along with a monthly video update. Saddle up. Let's ride.

getting real

My life's days have been spent in vain attempt to please others. In their pleasure, I would find my own worth. I worried about what the next day's schedule held and ho blah blah blah! I was going to write a bunch of crapola about how I got into my current predicament and I couldn't even stand the sound of my own brain cells whining that I'll spare any reader that happens to pause at my little corner of cyber-burbia. Well, here I am. No matter how I got here, I am here just the same. So let's get real, y'all. I am fat. Really fat. And this is the last year that this description will fit. Stats: 56 years old 5'6" 220 pounds