Day 1 of Post Water Fast by Sacristia Blog entry

Blog: My Health Journey
by Sacristia

Day 1 of Post Water Fast

My daily Journey to a healthier life style

Date: 3/10/2011 2:02:57 PM ( 14 y ) ... viewed 1306 times

February 18, 2011

I ended my fast last night with Granny Smith apple and a bit later on, some steamed veggies (spinach, carrots, broccoli and cauliflower) I have to say that I was still very torn about it, since I wasn't hungry and I found myself fighting to break the fast. I guess my body was okay with going on it with it and yet my mind was wanting to break it.

I was really excited about today as I was going to go over to my best friend's house as she got a new apartment. I haven't seen it yet, but I had plans I was going to stop by after work.

I didn't get my morning exercise, as I had a bit of lay-in longer then I would have. I didn't pack my lunch or eat any breakfast like I should have, but I am really “off” with doing that since I denying that routine for about 4 days. I really need to clean out my fridge, but I was holding off doing that until I was way past the “3rd” day in my water fast, as it will be easier to do without having the urge to eat any of it. I guess since I broke my fast, I will have time to clean it out.

I called my mother early in the day just to share my Monty Python year with her. She was crying about something. I asked her if she wanted to talk about it. She said “No” but I got her to talk about it anyway. I guess my Aunt Carol as been pretty nasty with my mother by calling her names (which in my family, my mother always taught me that name calling was not something a person should do to hurt another person regardless how you feel) and told her that she had a week to move out. I couldn't believe my ears. This is the same woman, that was begging my mother to move up to Michigan to help her out with my cousin's daughter. My mother quit her good job, left friends and family and left a nice apartment behind to move from Florida to Michigan to help her sister/my Aunt raise my cousin's daughter. My cousin, Britta, was murdered over a year ago, and my Aunt is now raising Paris, who is now 4 years old. My Aunt doesn't have her driver's license and struggles with raising Paris, because she is out of touch with basic things, due to her marriage to my Uncle. Their Divorce two years ago, really made things hard for my Aunt Carol, and she relies on help from family and friends, that is one reason why my mother moved, in order to help her more. I guess my Aunt got very nasty to my mother, when she suggested that my Aunt move to permanent custody or even adoption of Paris, since she only has temporary custody. My mother said that once her father gets out of prison, he will try to get custody. I guess that started something, and she called my mother names and even held it over my mother's head that she lost custody of me as a child. I told her not to worry about that. It wasn't her fault. My parents were still married, and my mother was in the Service (Air Force) and she came to get me and my father told her that he had custody of me and she couldn't take me to Okinawa, Japan, where she was going to be stationed. My father lied, in order to get enough time, to get temporary custody of me and file Divorce papers. At the time, my mother didn't know the system, so she even lost the possible to getting custody of me. My father played dirty by lying to my mother, in order to get ahead of getting custody of me. It really broke my mother's heart and she suffered from the loss all those years we were apart. We still struggle with having a bond and having a close relationship at time because of it. I guess that is one reason why I struggle with not having a close relationship with my father either, because he was all I had growing up until I was almost 12 years old. Once he gave custody back to my mother when I was just one month shy of being 12 years old, he more or less stopped communicating with me or being a prominent part in me life, which has been a huge loss to me, just as much as not having my mother in my life in my younger years has left a huge hole in my heart.

I spend a good half an hour telling my mother that she was a good parent, regardless what my Aunt said. I also know that she is providing structure to Paris' life by teaching her things like how to tie her shoe, put on her coat, and teaching her a new word a day. My mother knows that she is not Paris' parent, but she at least tries to give her a well balanced and structured life, where my Aunt doesn't explain or teach why Paris can't do this or that, where my mother does. My mother has tried to talk to my Aunt about some of the things that my cousin, Charlie does. He is an attorney, as I guess he has been doing some unethical things regarding his time and how he uses his employer's property. My mother has discussed this with me, and I told him that he will get caught and it will not be pretty, as they don't accept a lot of unethical behaviors from attorneys, as they are held at a higher standard. My mother is worried if my Aunt loses Charlie to something like prison or even jail time due to his actions, she will go crazy, because she already lost one child (Britta) and her mental state might not be able to handle it. I told her unfortunately, there is nothing she can do. All she can do is be proud that she raised two successful children. Both my brother and I, have a very strong work history and have shown responsibility in areas in our lives. I told her that don't let my Aunt make her feel horrible about her losing custody of me when I was very young. I just told her to look at me now as well as my brother, and then look at my Aunt's children. My mother did something right, even if she was a little bit strict, because look how I turned out. Since my mother will have to be moving out, I have to serious think about asking her to move in with me. I didn't when I talked to her, as I wanted to think about

Work was okay. It was a little bit busier then it has been on Fridays, but at least it keep me moving. After work, I text my best friend to ask where her apartment was. She told me it was XXX North State Street. So, I knew this wasn't far from where she used to live, as North State Street is very close to the my office. So I went looking for it, and I couldn't find it. I went back up the street (which I had to circle around since it was a one way) and went looking again. I couldn't find it! I text her again to give me something close so I could recognize it or either have her come outside so I can see her. I was circling and circling as I couldn't find it. I was getting really frustrated because I could find it. She told me it was before the overpass, and I couldn't see any apartments just before the over pass. I finally after around 25 minutes, I called her on the phone. She told me that she was standing outside of her apartment complex. I asked her where on North State Street was this apartment, I told her that I couldn't find her or her apartment. WHEN she tells me it is North Prospect Street and not North State Street. I told her that I would be there shortly since I was clearly on the wrong street. We were both laughing on the phone, as I saw her standing outside waving at me, as I drove onto her street. After I got out of the car, I told her my frustration that I almost said “Heck with it, I am going home” when I couldn't find the place. I told her that she gave me the wrong street. She looked back on her text and realized that she did and said she was sorry. I just laughed it off and said I said kiddingly that she was lucky that we have been friends for so long that something like this really doesn't bug me too much, as I was really frustrated, but it was probably because of work and worrying about my mother.

I was over at Christy's until late enjoying her new apartment. I helped her move things around and clean up her kitchen, as no one seems to want to do it. Everyone in the house loves to eat, but no one wants to wash dishes, especially when Christy has seen a couple bugs. I told her that everyone should rinse their dishes and wash them if they can soon after. Another thing is trash. A person can't have trash laying around when a person has bugs, as they love to eat anything they can get. So I helped her pick up, and clean up.

I was also glad that when we went out grocery shopping, that I brought some frozen veggies in a bag, as I didn't pack anything to take over to Christy's house to eat for dinner. Since I hadn't made any bean stew lately, I have been mostly just eating stemmed veggies or salads. And eating Salmon or a bit of chicken for dinner at night. So when they ate their food, I have a lovely bowl of veggies with a dash of garlic powder and pepper.

I know that I haven't listed any of the foods that I have been eating, which I can honestly say that I have been really keeping track and only eating veggies, salmon, chicken, a little bit of cheese once in a while. I really need to copy my old list of food intakes, so I can start listing it again, before my Lenten water fast. If I don't, I will have to get it ready for after the Lenten water fast. I don't always keep to a set form when I am blogging my health journey, but I try to keep consistent on what I present so can my habits and my changes.

I am looking forward to my Lenten Water fast. I know that I will have to find some type of daily devotional that I can follow during my fast, so that I can focus on getting closer to God, like I really want to.

I really need to keep some routine on exercising, since I didn't exercise and I know if I take a couple days off, it will be harder for me to keep up on it. Then again, I know that on weekends, my routine kind of falls along the way side, and I tend to drop things and start routines late, since I sleep in. I think the key to my exercising is my MP3 player. I will have to start it as soon as a wake, as it seems if I do that, I tend to move and want to exercise more.

EXERICISE: walked 3.27 Miles,

WATER INTAKE: 12 ounces

WEIGHT: 125 pounds