I'm doing much better. It takes me a while to get over things, but if I'm patient, I do recover. And it's snowing this morning! We look to have gotten at least 5 inches overnight. Unlike those of you in northern climes, we in the DC area don't get much snow. And I grew up in tropical Houston, where it hardly ever snows, so the excitement of waking up to a world gone all white and wonderfully hushed never fades. It's a great day for reading and for writing letters—just my style.
My diet continues to be boring but pleasant, at least for me: cream in my coffee, sliced turkey, cheese sticks, and an occasional package of macadamia nuts (low carb!). Every few days Bob makes me a marvelous Mexican omelet: that's my one gastronomic delight. Strange to say for a person who was once 351 pounds, I've never been big on food in general—just sweets. Now that I've given up sweets, I like my fuel needs to be simply and easily satisfied.
I seem to have injured a muscle in my right lower back doing my leg exercises, and last night it was spasming, so I had to pamper it with slow yoga stretches. It's a good bit better today, but I think I'll have to work out just my left leg for a few days.
Larry— OMG, you did a 40-day fast w/ just water! That's not a fast, that's a hunger strike! You must've been quite the crazy guy in the wild ol' 1970s, if you don't mind my sayin' so. The nuttiest thing I ever did, and this was as a teenager, was an apple diet. I loved apples, and I had this notion they were super-healthy, but I figured even I could only eat a few hundred calories worth of apples every day. Sure enough, I didn't eat more than three or at most four a day, for about 10 days, I think. I lost weight, but the sad part of this story is, I lost my taste for apples for a looooong time.
Ubee— I'm glad to hear you're sleepin' well, startin' to get moving. By the way, that thing I told you about drinking a cup of broth, for the sodium? I don't think that's in Dr. Atkins's book. I read it in a book called The Art and Science of Low-Carbohydrate Living, which I don't exactly recommend, because it's heavy on the science part, even too heavy for me. But then, I stopped reading it pretty early in, and never got to the "art" part. I was too busy studying French at the time. =sigh=
Terra— You got to have a piece of pie? Man, I'm envious. =laugh= Maybe I should have a whole cherry pie on my birthday, instead of dark chocolate. I'm just kidding, but the funny thing is, cherries are associated with the day I was born, because it's Washington's birthday. Do people still learn the apocryphal tale about Washington and the cherry tree, or am I showing my age?
Jane— If you get greedy over feta, maybe you should go on a low-carb diet. I'm a nut for cheese, so when I (rarely) get bored with my routine, I can eat feta, brie, camembert, wensleydale, any ol' cheese I want. But you do have to eat it straight—no crackers or bread.
Dean— You're a stronger man than I, Dean, to be able to drink s'mores coffee without craving some actual s'mores! Ditto for your donut and carrot cake and other bizarre coffees. All those smells would just drive me into a frenzy of sugar desire. =brrrr=
Melissa— 'Glad to hear you had a better day. I'm lookin' forward to hearin' more about how this semester's goin' for you. What classes are you teaching?
Betsy— I agree with you on the "respect bordering on awe" for the job that nurses do. It didn't take me very many months into medical school before I concluded that nurses should be paid way more than doctors. I actually worked as a baby nurse for a while: pulling 16-hour shifts during which I had 7 or 8 newborns to keep fed and changed was an excellent form of birth control. =laugh=
Donna, Andrea... where are you guys? I'm thinking about you!