My Inner Julia Child is Just Going to Have to Get Over It

  

The refrigerator before the clean out.

No whining. 

Day One of a 28 day vegan experiment. 

Age: 61

Weight: yeah, right. I'm not sharing everything.

Things I want to get better/change/eliminate:

- Arthritis pain

- Non-existant stamina

- Muscle aches (and constant ligament inflamation)

- Too much time sitting, and sitting is very uncomfortable to me all of a sudden

- Brain fog - sure I've got major ADD and have had it all my life, but I have SO much I want to do with my life. I feel like I'm just getting started and need to get more done each day

- Too many meds. I take at least 6 types a day. All of them can be eliminated except for the thyroid meds. Five of the six are prescribed. The sixth is Advil.

- Sugar addiction. For God's sake, even my vitamins are gummies! 

- Cheese addiction

- Lousy sleep patterns (partially canine-induced)

- Shrinking - I've already lost almost an inch

- Hard time getting up out of low chairs

- No muscle tone

- My grandson called me fat this weekend - he's right

- Difficulty walking

- Some difficulties with balance (possible Miniare's Disease)

- Frequent ear infections

- Growing inertia

I know this sounds like whining, but it's not. It's just a matter of fact listing of what I want to be different.

We watched Forks Over Knives last night. So inspiring. Al is in, too. 

I cleaned out the refrigerator this morning after coming home from the YMCA. My inner Julia Child freaked out at throwing away the butter. Breathe. 

One day at a time.

The refrigerator after clean out.