Dry January Day 27

I am staking my claim. Planting my flag into the dirt of this beautiful day. Posting early so that I can spend the rest of the day being totally present and productive with my family and focusing on clean eating.

Today I shall #SaturSLAY. It’s on, y’all.

Workout done: another awesome #ww_warrior Peloton ride, onto which I tacked 15 minutes of abs and 10 glorious minutes of stretching.

Today I will score a blue dot which eluded me yesterday as I dug deep into that damn bag of small batch artisanal restaurant-style tortilla chips. (Why can’t I quit you???)

And no booze of course!

The sun is shining, the deep freeze has lifted, it’s Day 27 of Dry January, and I’ve left yesterday in the dust.

It’s a good day to slay. How will you slay today?

Photo credit: my 6-year-old daughter (who can’t read yet – ha!)

 

Dry January Day 26

I woke up this morning feeling so strong and svelte and, alas, am ending the day feeling gross and guilty. But at least I’m not drunk! So there’s that.

My doctor’s office told me I had to fast until 1pm today – nothing but water. I can’t believe the impact that it had. By the time I got to my annual wellness visit I felt like I was barely functioning. As soon as I had the routine blood draw, I pounded a Quest protein bar in world record time.

The bar brought me back, but it was not enough to resist the restaurant-style tortilla chips that were back in stock at my local fancy grocery store where I stopped for lunch after my appointment. Cut to the present and I’ve consumed half the bag. Ugh.

Points are tracked. Weeklies are decimated. And I am reminded that these chips are one of my last remaining trigger foods over which I have little to no control. Time to be exiled from my shopping cart for the foreseeable future, chippies! No chip, no matter how perfectly salted, can stand between me and #bikinigoals!

So I settle my bloated self into this Friday evening, seltzer in hand and zero point dinner planned. Hoping that with two days of clean eating before my weigh-in on Monday I can maintain the almost 2lb loss I had as of this morning.

And the kicker? My doctor told me I didn’t need to fast in the first place. Doh!

As guilty as I feel for gorging on those (admittedly amazing, seriously our whole town is addicted – I didn’t see one shopping cart without them!) chips, I am happy and relieved to be feeling negligible wine cravings tonight. And I received these beautiful flowers pictured here for leading a nonprofit volunteer project to great success. It was either a pic of these gorgeous flowers – a reminder that I am putting good work into the world – or the decimated bag of chips.

Day 26! I’ve never felt healthier at a check-up than I did today. I’m reaching the “Naked Mind” part of This Naked Mind – a good note on which to bring this month to its conclusion, though the journey will of course continue. Into the final Dry January weekend we go!

 

Dry January Day 25

Day 25! Already! And, you know, no biggie. Which still boggles my mind but that is, in fact, how I feel. No biggie. Which of course is a huge triumph for me.

I feel like I have a LOT in my head right now and I kind of just need to let it percolate tonight. I’m starting to take stock of this month’s journey, while still plowing through This Naked Mind, trying to reach workout and blue dot goals, and being a Supermom to my two aspiring superheroes and their two doggie sidekicks.

A lot to ponder, plan, and achieve. And I’m rocking it, but feeling a bit overloaded at the moment. Not hopelessly overwhelmed like I used to be, but more like my life is opening up before my eyes and I need a moment to take it all in. So I’m taking tonight to get some extra sleep and hope for some subconscious sorting of all this awesomeness.

One more thing that’s on my brain:

I have a well visit with my doctor tomorrow afternoon. For the first time in my life I am looking forward to stepping on the scale and not stretching the truth about the number of drinks I have per week. I am interested to see what my numbers are and how my weight loss and not drinking for 25 days have impacted things. But mostly I’m just stressing about having to fast until 1pm. So there’s that.

Tomorrow will be an interesting day for sure. Bring it, 26!

 

Dry January Day 24

Except for having no control over a pint of #Enlightened ice cream this afternoon, today has been a wonderful, reaffirming, milestone-making day.

My daughter lost her first tooth this morning! Milestones are fewer and farther between nowadays, so this was a big one. The tooth had been very loose for several days and there was excitement, but also a lot of apprehension on her part. What would it feel like? Will it hurt? Will there be blood? All understandable concerns. You can’t forget the feeling of losing a tooth, but do you remember not knowing what it would feel like? Pretty crazy to see my own daughter grappling with that!

In the end, it just fell right out. We were in the middle of a project this morning and all of a sudden she exclaimed, “My tooth just fell out!” She was ecstatic, giddy, and bursting with pride as she held the tiny tooth in her hand.

I will never forget that moment. Not just because it is such a huge milestone, but because I was there. I was 100% THERE. Completely present. Not fighting a hangover, dehydrated, puffy, and full of regret. After what has been kind of a meh week, experiencing this milestone with my daughter this morning completely re-charged me and made me appreciate, truly appreciate, how much better my life has been without alcohol.

There. I said it. And I mean it. My life is better without alcohol. EEK. I just typed that.

I still crave it. I have anxiety dreams about it almost nightly. I still can’t imagine my life without it.

But this morning I got to experience my daughter having her big kid breakthrough moment with such pure, crisp clarity and complete presence that I also can’t imagine going back to where I was. So to this profound gratitude I cling, and I remind myself to take this one day at a time. And this was an excellent day.

… Oh, and I had the creative energy and wherewithal to make her a tooth fairy pillow (shown in this post’s pic)! I haven’t used my sewing machine in months and my day was jam-packed, but I got it done and she adores it. Woohoo!

 

Dry January Day 23

Still tired (i.e. Fred is me). But a solid sober day. And that in itself is an accomplishment.

I was able to carve out some reading time this morning and made it through more of This Naked Mind – coincidentally, the “Liminal Point” chapter on drinking to relieve stress and anxiety. It just hit me this week that my usual anxiety has been MIA for the past several weeks. I feel cautiously liberated from this ever-present mental burden that ebbs and flows between minor irritant and consuming captor.

I thought alcohol eased stress. I drank “to take the edge off.” But I was wrong. Totally wrong. Duped. And I know now I’m neither alone nor at fault.

As Annie Grace puts it, “Why do we believe alcohol helps stress and anxiety? Because it can make you oblivious to your stressors even when it’s worsening them… it inebriates you, which covers the pain for a short amount of time. As soon as it wears off, your stress returns and, over time, multiplies.”

Yup.

So. Day 23 in the bag. 6am Peloton spin class completed, blue dot earned. Aiming for more sleep tonight to start feeling more on my game tomorrow!

 

Dry January Day 22

After a disappointing weigh-in today (0lbs lost… which of course can also be looked at as 0lbs gained!) I decided that today was going to be an non-scale victory (nsv in WW lingo) kind of day. I tried my best to put the scale out of my mind and instead stay present and focus on all of the nsv’s throughout my day.

Here they are:

  • I slayed at kickboxing class despite feeling very tired today. And by “slay” I mean I worked as hard as I could, learned a lot, and had a blast. I am still a newbie but I’m enjoying it tremendously – even just enjoying exercise so much is in itself an nsv for me!
  • I took my son to lunch at Whole Foods, where I looked for the cleanest thing I could find to eat (fish and kale salad). And I had a cute date to boot!
  • I baked with my kids when my daughter got home from school (nsv: staying present with my kids).
  • We made our first Mudhustler recipe – the Elvis Cake! It was delish!!
  • … and I managed to not eat the whole thing!
  • And of course, no wine. Which I have started to take for granted, but since today is an nsv kind of day I am consciously reminding myself that any night with no wine is a big nsv for me!

22 days down. BOOM.

 

Dry January Day 21

Alcohol-free for three weeks: check!

During intense and exciting football playoff game: check (even though there was a lot of buffalo chicken dip consumed)!

And through another weekend with relative ease: check!

I’ve got this.

And here’s what else I’ve got:

  • More energy
  • More patience
  • More space in my brain
  • A clearer brain
  • A more creative brain
  • Increased productivity
  • Clearer, brighter, more glowing, less congested skin (and I have always had problem skin)
  • Less belly bloat (inching – or at least millimetering – my way to #bikinigoals)
  • Deeper sleep

And a huge one for me that I am just now starting to believe:

  • Less anxiety.

This is not a comprehensive list. This is just off the top of my head on a tired (but happy!) Sunday night.

The anxiety piece is something I want to read more about. I have dealt with varying degrees of anxiety since I was a kid. I never thought about the impact alcohol had on my anxiety. Never thought to connect the two. But it occurred to me at some point this weekend that I have not felt anxious in, well, about three weeks. I am cautiously embracing the liberation I feel. Trying to stay present. And eager to explore this further in the coming days.

I weighed myself this morning (the day before tomorrow’s weigh-in) and I had gained a half-pound. Which was discouraging, considering how clean I ate this week and how great my exercise routine has been. In my discouragement, I ate too much junk today. I’ve stayed within my weekly points, but I’m expecting a perplexing gain tomorrow. Disappointing, BUT at least I have been sticking with Dry January like a boss. Tomorrow is a new day and a new week and I’m so proud for making it this far.