A Quick Cat Tale...
/So I'm sitting at my desk, minding my own business, enjoying a light summer's breeze when...
BAM! A cat appears right in front of my face from out of nowhere.
So I'm sitting at my desk, minding my own business, enjoying a light summer's breeze when...
BAM! A cat appears right in front of my face from out of nowhere.
6:40 AM - 1 bowl oatmeal with slivered almonds. 1 6oz. can V8 juice. Decaf coffee.
Oh yes, this is my life. Writing down every bit of food and drink that passes through my lips. I've been assured by books and been-there-done-it individuals that the best way to lose weight is to track your food. And the best way to track your food is to write it down. So I've got my little kitchen journal where I duly record what I eat.
3:40 PM - 1/2 pbj sandwich, 1 green apple, 1 leftover piece of veggie pizza
I'm only on Day 5 and it's been an eye-opening experience. People - I eat a LOT of food. Wow. So much for the "I must have a slow metabolism" excuse. Um, no. Piggy just can't stop eating.
When do you know you’re in love? For me, I can pinpoint the exact moment when I knew, without reservation, that Blair was the man for me.
We had gone to the mountains for a quick romantic get-away and were on our way back home. We had the radio tuned to an oldies station and the song The Witch Doctor came on. Remember this?
♫I told the witch doctorI was in love with youI told the witch doctorI was in love with you
And then the witch doctor, He told me what to do
He said that
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla bing bang...♫
Earlier this week I posted a blog entry noting that I'd been dragging. Had that heavy, body-feels-like-dead-weight and head-is-filled-with-molasses (cliches, anyone?) feeling. I'd pretty much written the condition off to a change in the weather, with heavy heat and humidity finally coming in, combined with an increase in my exercise intensity.
My best friend Trisha called today and said she'd been thinking about it and wondered if my new plant-based diet had anything to do with my recent tiredness.
"You know, I hadn't made that connection," I said. "I guess that could be it."
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