Do not let your fire go out, spark irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours. –Ayn Rand
I'm crabby today. I started an eleven day detox to commit to better eating, more rest and jump start my metabolism. The "jump start" part is probably the most accurate part of the plan as I need some major road-side assistance when it comes to grabbing a cup of veggies as a snack versus a banana-chocolate chip muffin.
I'm eating an artichoke-heart with dill and cilantro salad for lunch. And even though it's tasty my mind is rebelling, craving a large double-shot cappuccino and some dark chocolate. This is my not-completely-enthused, not-there-yet reality.
Last night I made flax-seed crackers. The detox book calls them "Fabulous Flaxy Crackers." But, I'm not-there-yet either when it comes to calling them fabulous. They taste like eating cinnamon-flavored cardboard (not that I've eaten cardboard before, but I'm just saying.)
All I know is I need a change. And I'm starting with myself. So here I am. Eleven days and counting. I'm sure I will be checking in again soon.
