Dying, one bite at a time.
What can two weeks of juicing do for you? Let me tell you. I have never felt so energetic. You'd be wrong to think I'm having a dark java each morning, that was my old routine. Since I decided to change the course of my body and what I consume I have been more energized than ever before. I grant you that the first three days of cold turkey no caffeine was pretty rough. Headaches, listlessness, pretty sloppy feeling. Then those feelings began to leave me with every trip to the washroom! The fruits and greens I was now doing as a pure cleanse absolutely flushed every trace of caffeine from my system.
Last Sunday I was on a three hour drive to deliver paintings. I stopped in one of those highway stops, you know the ones with the massive coffee place that rhymes with Jimmies. At first I wondered how I would do, you know, thinking I could just run in and do my washroom stop and leave. But what about the smell? The aroma rather. Coffee!!! Actually, nothing happened. in fact when I was done with the boys room and walking past the coffee place all I could smell was the scent of donuts fried in cooking oil. It made me feel sick. It had been over two weeks since I last smelled it and it used to be the magnet that made me indulge day after day, like everyone else, currently standing in that line up, waiting for their fix.
No. Nothing happened. In stead I just felt liberated and walked right on by. Right on past the other old weakness in my gastronomic past: the place with the little girl dressed in a red bonnet and dress who makes burgers. You know the place. I swear, my honest to goodness feeling was really sad. I looked at that long line up and felt like everyone of those people are who I was and they are killing themselves, one bite at a time. Look at all those bot bellies, those spare tires! Just like mine.
Speaking of that spare tire/potbelly thing, I still have one but in this two weeks mine has lost 20% of it's mass. And speaking of Mass, my BMI (Body Mass Index) has been steadily improving as well.
I have said from the outset that I'm not in this to loose weight. I am in this because I am sick of being tired and one bite away from death every single day. Never knowing which day would take me away from my wife and kids. That, my friends is motivation. I can't live like that anymore. I am more resolved now than ever to reach and maintain a healthy consumption.
Oh, by the way, I began walking yesterday. More on that in a later post.
Are you killing yourself one bite at a time? Have you given up? Stay with me friends. I'm the kind of guy who likes to tackle my problems head on and with passion. Stay with this blog, I pray it will help you to be encouraged to do the same. There is hope! You DON'T have to join a program or some get your money Multi Level Marketing scheme. Nope. You just have to use common sense. If you think you need some help there let me help you. Here's what you do:
get in front of the ones you love. Stare them in the eyes. Ask yourself if you are ready to take the most precious thing away from them without notice at any time of day or night? If your answer is heck no? Then you are already on the right track to making your change.
Stay with me here. Let my experience be yours. Make that change.
Talk to me about it with a reply here and lets chat.
Robert
Last Sunday I was on a three hour drive to deliver paintings. I stopped in one of those highway stops, you know the ones with the massive coffee place that rhymes with Jimmies. At first I wondered how I would do, you know, thinking I could just run in and do my washroom stop and leave. But what about the smell? The aroma rather. Coffee!!! Actually, nothing happened. in fact when I was done with the boys room and walking past the coffee place all I could smell was the scent of donuts fried in cooking oil. It made me feel sick. It had been over two weeks since I last smelled it and it used to be the magnet that made me indulge day after day, like everyone else, currently standing in that line up, waiting for their fix.
No. Nothing happened. In stead I just felt liberated and walked right on by. Right on past the other old weakness in my gastronomic past: the place with the little girl dressed in a red bonnet and dress who makes burgers. You know the place. I swear, my honest to goodness feeling was really sad. I looked at that long line up and felt like everyone of those people are who I was and they are killing themselves, one bite at a time. Look at all those bot bellies, those spare tires! Just like mine.
Speaking of that spare tire/potbelly thing, I still have one but in this two weeks mine has lost 20% of it's mass. And speaking of Mass, my BMI (Body Mass Index) has been steadily improving as well.
I have said from the outset that I'm not in this to loose weight. I am in this because I am sick of being tired and one bite away from death every single day. Never knowing which day would take me away from my wife and kids. That, my friends is motivation. I can't live like that anymore. I am more resolved now than ever to reach and maintain a healthy consumption.
Oh, by the way, I began walking yesterday. More on that in a later post.
Are you killing yourself one bite at a time? Have you given up? Stay with me friends. I'm the kind of guy who likes to tackle my problems head on and with passion. Stay with this blog, I pray it will help you to be encouraged to do the same. There is hope! You DON'T have to join a program or some get your money Multi Level Marketing scheme. Nope. You just have to use common sense. If you think you need some help there let me help you. Here's what you do:
get in front of the ones you love. Stare them in the eyes. Ask yourself if you are ready to take the most precious thing away from them without notice at any time of day or night? If your answer is heck no? Then you are already on the right track to making your change.
Stay with me here. Let my experience be yours. Make that change.
Talk to me about it with a reply here and lets chat.
Robert
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