Day 4

Yesterday, I had an eye exam. My eye doctor told me to start taking a double dose daily of omegas. She believes this will combat my dry eyes. Since Dr. Oz and Michael Pollan also both say omegas are great for you, I’m giving it a try. My old Weight Watcher tendencies are struggling with this choice a bit because that means adding nearly 100 calories and about 6 grams of fat a day to my diet in the form of pills, but I’d do anything (aside from ingest pharmaceuticals) to be able to wear contact lenses again. My doctor said that that’s all they talk about at the conferences… Omega, Omega, Omega. So, I’ll keep you posted on that.

I’m also going to take Resveratrol. It’s a potent antioxidant found in grapes and is believed to be the beneficial part of wine. Since Dr. Oz told me to take it, and Michael Pollan, the Food King, says to drink a glass of wine every night, I’m going to take the supplements… and have red wine some times, too. Maybe it’ll keep me looking like 31 forever!

If I seem a little dry today, it’s because I did my weight training class for 1 1/2 hours this morning and then went to my first Middle Eastern Dance class this evening. The class was super tough… especially since I was so stiff from the weight training class. I think for my body, it’s a good combination. For my mind, it totally sucks! I am not exaggerating when I tell you that I wanted to cry in the first 10 minutes of dance class. I’ve never been flexible enough to sit cross-legged, even in kindergarten, and the first part of class was sitting cross-legged, back straight, and holding our arms either at shoulder height or over our heads. OUCH! Seriously, a tear ran down my face. I’m looking forward to feeling some progress next week. Right now, I just feel like an uncoordinated idiot. However, uncoordinated, I am committed to this experience, good, bad, or ugly.

Yesterday I attended the funeral of a good friend of mine’s mothers. On the way to their house afterward, as I was picking up the food orders they had made, I thought, “What the heck am I going to eat?” I had taken a veggie tray and a fruit salad, but was I going to be strong enough to not eat all of the other stuff? I wasn’t. I ate a bit of everything. While I have to say, I had one plate and stuck to that, rather than grazing the whole time, I totally regretted it later. I felt bloated, nauseated, and exhausted. I was wearing a dress, and I swear that my thighs, which have been rubbing together when I walk for a few years now, have begun to fuse together! Next time, I will stick to things only cooked in someone’s home… no Bobby Salazar’s or Subway. It wasn’t worth it. Um, and I should probably stick to only one desert instead of trying a few bites of everything.Tomorrow, we have a neighborhood block party, so we’ll see how I do. I might just eat at home first. Does anyone have advice for me on how to deal with these summer time social eating situations???

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