I am working myself back into my routine, gently and easily. Yesterday was a restorative yoga day. If you don't practice yoga, consider trying it again with a different instructor. I find this class is such a great way to get back in touch with my body, if that makes any sense. The mindful practice of poses and paying attention to the breath is such a centering experience. Not much of a calorie burn for me, the way I practice it, but the benefits are many.
Foodwise, when I'm coming back into balance, I go for the lean sources of protein. A protein-centric diet helps me to get rid of the inflammation and bloat brought on by too many non-nutrition grade carbohydrates. By Thursday, I was actually sore all over - joints were sore, hands hurt and I just felt swollen and achy - all from too many junk carbs. It will take another couple of days of clean eating to restore me to my former self. When I'm feeling the after-effects of junky eating, my energy level tanks. I am hoping to get in a good workout of some sort on Saturday morning. I did hit the treadmill while in Atlanta, but as the old saw goes "you can't out-train a bad diet". Boy, do I know that. Throw in travel-gut, and I felt like the Titanic, just taking on water. I am glad to be able to turn that around. Just another couple of days!
Not a lot on the agenda. Tonight is totally free. I hope to get back to a regular sleep pattern soon. Tired isn't helping my cause. I may pop out to Reata South to see the final product on the kitchen before it gets covered up again. I'm in a awkward place with the family and rather than avoid, I just need to push through - with safeguards, of course.
The weekend brings another meeting, some outdoor exercise (hopefully) and then it's up to Bick's. Sandy has invited us to Sunday lunch (and also announced she is going back to college) and then I'm having dinner with Barbie on Sunday night. I will need to prepare and adjust for that.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Go with the flow.