food

I haven't been eating 100% RAW as of lately. I did really well for about a month when I was trying to clean out and detox my system. Although I have felt really good sticking to a gluten free, vegan diet with lots of raw fruits and veggies. My downfall is always the late night snacks and sweet yummies. At least most of them are all homemade and they don't have all the artificial sweeteners and preservatives in them. In saying that, I've been feeling a lot better lately, not as much joint pain and stiffness and no muscle pain.

I try to remember that if I'm not going to be eating all RAW foods, then when I don't I need to make sure it's at least gluten free and vegan. Whole foods are so wonderful for your body also. We've also noticed, with myself and daughter, that eating the sprouted grain bread doesn't cause the stomach aches as much as if we were to eat a regular wheat product.

fibro's ugly head popped into my life today......grrrrr!

Well, it's been awhile.
I can't even type straight right now because my body and brain are out of whack.
Why? I think it's a combonation of .........life.
I got stressed out this week. I had a little too much sugar. I had wonderful wheat breadsticks at the Olive Garden, but my body didn'tlike it. I drove to Seattle with the kids one day, I had deadlines for work, schooling, and my extracurricular activities that I may have sign up to do too much on.
Either way I look at it. , I failed my body. I'll be better in a few days. At least this is not what life is like every day. Useless and in pain.

Stared working out again

So I started working out again.

I was worried that my body might not like the idea and protest against me.

So far, so good! No protesting!

It's been a year and a half since I actually worked out.

I like jogging on the treadmill and remembering the days when I couldn't make it up a flight of stairs without stopping in the middle and then after getting to the top I was so tired I just wanted to lay down and sleep. Darn that fibro!

Our weather has been below 10 degrees in the morning for the past week, and I'm usually up and out feeding the animals with the kids in that weather. It wouldn't have even been possible last winter with the fibromyalgia. My muscles used to tighten up and the hurt the entire day after something like that.

I'm so blessed!!

How having Fibromyalgia has changed me

The other day I was thinking about ways I've changed in the past year and a half, since Aug 2008 when my first symptoms hit me, literally hit me.

I used to feel like I could do anything, I mean anything! People used to label me as hard core. I was a good mom, but I also liked to go do fun things, push my body, hike, kayak, run, do triathlons. Even without doing those things, I could still stay up later and have time to read, and then it was no problem to get up early and go for a run, or just get up early and get things done around my house. It used to be like nothing to me. I could do all of it, and usually have energy left over! Sure, I would get tired sometimes, but not normally.

I think I've become softer, for lack of a better way to put it. I can't do all those things anymore. I get tired easier. I have to go to bed at a reasonable hour, I can't eat the same things I used to. My body doesn't respond the way it used to, to physical exsurtion, to stress, etc.

Along with the physical shift, I've also had to have a mental shift in how I see myself. Instead of that invincible, can do all, don't need help, go-go-go attitude, I'm aware of my own disabilities and capabilities.

It's not bad, just different. I've accepted it, I'm ok with it.

I think over all it's helped me to slow down, although I still need to slow down more. I see myself now in a gentler, slower pace way. I've been able to work on my inside me more, who I am spirtitally and emotionally.

I really have no choice but to accept (but not let it overtake) the way I am now. It's a fine balancing act. But if I didn't accept how I've changed, I think I would have to go through it from the begining again to learn the needed lesson. And I don't want to do that again!

People see me and say I look better and they think I've "beat" it and think I don't have to deal with it anymore.

I still have to deal with my symptoms every day, every hour, every minute. Whether it's the pain in my fingers, the stiffness in my neck and shoulders, my acute hearing, my creaking ankles, popping wrists, my tiredness, my sensitivity to foods and chemicals, or my forgetfulness.

It's all there. I just deal with it better. I hide it well from those who may not see me every day. But my loved ones know what I still deal with on a daily basis.

But above all, I have to remember that I'm a bit different then I used to be, but different isn't always bad.