This former Girl-scout is always prepared. A few things I always have in my bag. Hint – a lot of headphones, earplugs, and sunglasses.
A thought came to me about the vow I take every morning.
Are you staying in your comfort zone or do you push yourself?
Do one thing every day that scares you. After your fears are behind you THAT is when the magic happens.
All too often we let fear and anxiety control us. Standing on the edge of greatness, frozen, afraid to make our next move. Next time you are stuck, afraid to make a decision, push forward. Just jump! What’s the worst that could happen?
Get out there – chase your dreams.
I got worked into a rush and locked my keys inside our house, only minutes after closing the last open windows on the first floor.
Sliding my hand across the backside of my pocketless pants, I realize my cell phone is sitting on a table next to the window just out of reach. Rushing around to check the locked windows I felt a panic begin to boil and I wanted to cry.
No time for tears, I just finished my mascara and needed to get back inside. “At least you have shoes on,” I told myself “At least you weren’t in a bathrobe.”
Because of my chronic difficulties with sleep, I always try to go to bed extra early (even if it means laying in bed awake for a while) since I don’t function well when sleep deprived (the sick feeling often returns when I am tired).
Since middles school coffee has been the answer to my difficult mornings – jolting my brain into the day with a punch. I’d load it up with cream and sugar and be on my way.
Coffee is a vicious cycle. You perk up, you crash add sugar to the mix, even more problems arise. Always putting your body through hell, spiking and crashing. Some days I would drink an entire pot of coffee. Quad, soy, caramel, macchiatos were one of my favorites – four shots of espresso.
Once my body went into Ketosis coffee began to have a very different effect on me.
I was raised on cake and ice cream. Our family tradition was gathering for cake and ice cream on on birthdays. Because many family members lived within a reasonable drive from one another there were many gatherings and more cake and ice cream than I can count or remember.
Due to my new restrictive diet, this birthday came and went with without cake. The keto diet doesn’t allow for cheating and almost everything we eat has to be made from scratch. I’ve got more experience with savory foods than sweets and had not found the confidence or time to pick up a new cake recipe yet.
This morning David woke up and decided to bake our first Ketogenic cake. It was delicious!
Happy belated birthday.