You know, since it's February the 8th. I realize it may not be necessary to name the blogs after the day of the trial I'm on anymore. It makes the whole thing feel like a prison sentence, or like I'm on lost. It's really not so bad as all that. Actually, it's kind of awesome. I feel great, I'm eating great food, I've lost several pounds, and my skin has already improved. It's hard to argue with that.
I imagine after the trial I'll go back to some cooked foods, like steaming my sprouted grains, but I really don't want to fall off the wagon. I like this wagon. And though I imagine there's a place in my life for the occasional "normal" meal, I don't want to be on overweight, acne ridden, frequently ill person.
I also have joined the gym, which is excellent, because I can go over during my lunch hour, since when I bring my lunch I have more than enough time to eat it during working hours. It can be tricky to make it out of bed in time to make and eat breakfast, pack a lunch, shower, and still be on a train by 7:15, but so far I seem to be pulling it off.
Yesterday, I ate:
leftover barley salad with microgreens and sunflower seeds
4 date almond truffles
1/2 piece raw makery sweet bread with avocado
more leftover barley salad with avocado, sunflower seeds and microgreens
I think I must have eaten something else, because that doesn't look like much. Probably some other pieces of fruit, maybe some almonds. I made almond milk last night, I had a bit of that.
This morning I made a smoothie with two bananas, frozen blueberries, almond milk, honey, raw power and spirulina. It actually did fairly well on the husband test, or at least, he didn't make any comments like "this is weird, what the hell did you put in this thing!" I call that a success.
I'm not sure what is going on for my birthday, but I think I'll probably be making my own cake! But that's fine, as long as other people will eat it.