I've been looking around at a bunch of 7 day cleanses on the internet, and this one seems the most popular and according to the reviews, also the most effective. So I'm going to try it, just for fun. I've never been big into things like this, (we'll see if I'll make it) but I'm super curious to see if it'll work.
The idea with this diet is that every day you eat only a certain type of food, but you can eat as much of it as you want. And you have to drink at least 10 tall glasses of water every day.
DAY 1 is all about the fruit, especially watermelon, cantelope, and other melons.
I'm starting out with a current weight of 157.
Let's do this!
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Monday, April 14, 2014
Healthy and Happy!!! :)
I'm going to be healthy! I'm committing, and this time I'm commuting for real. Often I say that I'm going to start eating healthy tomorrow, but then when tomorrow comes I indulge just like I did before.
This time I mean it! I've been wanting to change my eating habits for a while, and this time I finally will! I know it's going to be very hard, because I'm practically addicted to sugar. So that's why I want to blog about it, to make me accountable. And I just have to be very strong and dedicated. No wishy-washy, it doesn't matter that much, it won't hurt, or just this once's! I am going to just jump in with both feet! Here I come! I CAN do this!
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Lucky
Monday, January 27, 2014
It's late, but I don't want to go to sleep because I'm listening to my favorite Pandora station and I don't want the music to stop!
Outside its sooooo cold and beautiful. Snow has been falling steadily for hours now, and it's the special type of snow. The type that glitters and sparkles as it falls and leaves a perfect white expanse across the landscape, frosting every branch and twig.
After work today I walked outside into the marvellous scene, and I just was so happy and excited! The snow fell on my hair and blew into my eyes as I walked to my car, but I didn't mind; actually, I loved it! There was several inches of the powder beneath of feet, cushioning my every footstep. I couldn't help myself: I HAD to dance and run in the snow. So I did a little twirl and happy hop. This snow was perfect, it was so fluffly! I didn't even really mind wiping the snow off my car. It just sort of slid off and wasn't icy at all, no scraping involved (I know, like I said, perfect!)
Really the only thing that would be even better would be a snow day tomorrow!
Outside its sooooo cold and beautiful. Snow has been falling steadily for hours now, and it's the special type of snow. The type that glitters and sparkles as it falls and leaves a perfect white expanse across the landscape, frosting every branch and twig.
After work today I walked outside into the marvellous scene, and I just was so happy and excited! The snow fell on my hair and blew into my eyes as I walked to my car, but I didn't mind; actually, I loved it! There was several inches of the powder beneath of feet, cushioning my every footstep. I couldn't help myself: I HAD to dance and run in the snow. So I did a little twirl and happy hop. This snow was perfect, it was so fluffly! I didn't even really mind wiping the snow off my car. It just sort of slid off and wasn't icy at all, no scraping involved (I know, like I said, perfect!)
Really the only thing that would be even better would be a snow day tomorrow!
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Cookie Dough and Waffles for Breakfast
This morning I woke up, and thinking it was Saturday not Sunday, about had a heart attack that I was going to be late for work. After a few seconds, I recalled the date, and snuggled back under the covers for another half hour. Aren't Sunday mornings just the best?
After a while I came downstairs with bed head and pj's on, fully intending to eat my usual breakfast of oatmeal or cold cereal. Neither sounded good. Let's be honest, when do you ever wake up and really, truly think to yourself, 'Wow, I really just want oatmeal or cold cereal. That sounds soooo delicious!' Hardly Ever.
I wanted waffles. We didn't have any whole wheat, so I got out our Kitchen Mill and ground some right up. Then I started to plop some ingredients in a bowl when my dad gets out his own bowl and starts sticking ingredients in it, too. At first it looks like he's helping me out, but it soon is apparent he's making his own deal. A cookie dough kind of deal.
"Cookie dough for breakfast?" I say.
"I'm making it for my home teaching families. There won't be any left for you, if that's ok?" he replies.
Relieved, because I'm still trying (emphasis on trying) to be healthy, "ok, that's great"
As I make my waffles, he makes the dough, and while I watch he starts adding chocolate chips and M&M's and now I really want some cookie dough (who cares if it's 8:30 in the morning anyway?). I start cooking my waffles, and all of a sudden my dad asks me to put the dough on the trays because he feels a little sick and doesn't want to put his hands all over because he's giving them away. I see my chance, and I take it. With every other chunk of dough that finds its way to the tray, another, slightly smaller chunk finds its way to my mouth. mmmmm cookie dough. Chocolate, butter, sugar, and eggs. Before I know it, I'm full! But waffles are still on the way.
When I take the waffles out they're perfect. Hot, golden little squares of love and flour. Sprinkled with sliced almonds, drizzled with syrup and smothered with a tiny bit of peanut butter in one corner of a square. How could breakfast get any better?
I guess what I'm trying to say here, is, life is short. DOn't sweat the small stuff like eating healthy all the time, and just enjoy the moment. Enjoy those Sunday morning breakfasts of cookie dough and waffles.
After a while I came downstairs with bed head and pj's on, fully intending to eat my usual breakfast of oatmeal or cold cereal. Neither sounded good. Let's be honest, when do you ever wake up and really, truly think to yourself, 'Wow, I really just want oatmeal or cold cereal. That sounds soooo delicious!' Hardly Ever.
I wanted waffles. We didn't have any whole wheat, so I got out our Kitchen Mill and ground some right up. Then I started to plop some ingredients in a bowl when my dad gets out his own bowl and starts sticking ingredients in it, too. At first it looks like he's helping me out, but it soon is apparent he's making his own deal. A cookie dough kind of deal.
"Cookie dough for breakfast?" I say.
"I'm making it for my home teaching families. There won't be any left for you, if that's ok?" he replies.
Relieved, because I'm still trying (emphasis on trying) to be healthy, "ok, that's great"
As I make my waffles, he makes the dough, and while I watch he starts adding chocolate chips and M&M's and now I really want some cookie dough (who cares if it's 8:30 in the morning anyway?). I start cooking my waffles, and all of a sudden my dad asks me to put the dough on the trays because he feels a little sick and doesn't want to put his hands all over because he's giving them away. I see my chance, and I take it. With every other chunk of dough that finds its way to the tray, another, slightly smaller chunk finds its way to my mouth. mmmmm cookie dough. Chocolate, butter, sugar, and eggs. Before I know it, I'm full! But waffles are still on the way.
When I take the waffles out they're perfect. Hot, golden little squares of love and flour. Sprinkled with sliced almonds, drizzled with syrup and smothered with a tiny bit of peanut butter in one corner of a square. How could breakfast get any better?
I guess what I'm trying to say here, is, life is short. DOn't sweat the small stuff like eating healthy all the time, and just enjoy the moment. Enjoy those Sunday morning breakfasts of cookie dough and waffles.
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Happy
I'm so happy today!
I am filled with happiness.
I was reading in Alma chapter 26 where Ammon rejoices in the greatness and mercy of God, and my heart seemed to swell within me with joy! What wonderful mercy and kindness of my Lord!
Last year, my junior year of high school, was really a struggle for me and I often found myself wallowing in a pit of hurt and anger. I wondered why did I have to go through such trials and endure such sadness? But now looking back on what happened, I see that the experience helped me grow into a better person. It gave me new perspectives and a new capacity for empathy and love of others. And I am happier now than I ever was before. My source happiness is not yet perfect, but it is less from the pleasure of receiving recognition and acceptance from others, and more from an inward love of Christ and love of life.
To me it seems like everything in life is going just right and is wonderful and amazing. And when I really think back on my day, school, tennis, work, I realize that nothing extraordinary happened and that some things were even difficult and not fun. What really happened is I chose not to allow my circumstances to determine my level of happiness. And how much more wonderful and great it feels to do what I did today and what I have been and will continue to work on doing, than it was a year ago when I allowed the whims of others and the occasional misfortune to sour my attitude and my heart. It feels much better to be happy.
Oh, and I just have to share this quote/picture from Pinterest about happiness, because, well, I can't help it. I think it's really cute and it reminds me of my best friend.
I am filled with happiness.
I was reading in Alma chapter 26 where Ammon rejoices in the greatness and mercy of God, and my heart seemed to swell within me with joy! What wonderful mercy and kindness of my Lord!
Last year, my junior year of high school, was really a struggle for me and I often found myself wallowing in a pit of hurt and anger. I wondered why did I have to go through such trials and endure such sadness? But now looking back on what happened, I see that the experience helped me grow into a better person. It gave me new perspectives and a new capacity for empathy and love of others. And I am happier now than I ever was before. My source happiness is not yet perfect, but it is less from the pleasure of receiving recognition and acceptance from others, and more from an inward love of Christ and love of life.
To me it seems like everything in life is going just right and is wonderful and amazing. And when I really think back on my day, school, tennis, work, I realize that nothing extraordinary happened and that some things were even difficult and not fun. What really happened is I chose not to allow my circumstances to determine my level of happiness. And how much more wonderful and great it feels to do what I did today and what I have been and will continue to work on doing, than it was a year ago when I allowed the whims of others and the occasional misfortune to sour my attitude and my heart. It feels much better to be happy.Oh, and I just have to share this quote/picture from Pinterest about happiness, because, well, I can't help it. I think it's really cute and it reminds me of my best friend.
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Inspiration
Dreams. Hopes. Beliefs. Beauty. Awe. Inspiration.
Every time I look outside, every time I go running outside or see the sunset over Pikes Peak, I am filled with a sense of wonder and gratitude for this amazing world that God has created for us. I feel so blessed to be alive and have the things that I do, that I can see the sun and that I can go and run and be a part of this miracle.
It inspires me.
It inspires me to be happy.
To find good in my life that sometimes I forget was there,until I take a moment,pause,and drink in what is really around me and how amazing it is.
My inspiration for the name of this blog came from one of these miracles of nature. This past November my family and I went on a trip to Kauai, Hawaii. It was beautiful. Often times there wouldn't be a cloud anywhere near, but it would rain. A warm rain that sprinkled down from the heavens and fell softly my skin, almost like a misty blanket. The natives called these occurrences liquid sunshine. Liquid sunshine! What a happy joyful name, what a beautiful occasion.
There are many things in life that are like liquid sunshine. They're the simple pleasures and everyday miracles that seem to arise out of the blue with a touch so gentle it is barley noticed. That's what this blog is all about. It's about feeling the drops of sun on my skin. It's about sharing these moments of peace and amazement and happiness with others, so that maybe it may help others feel the rain of light tenderly sent from above.
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