#100

Noticed this is my 100th post.  Guess I like this blogging (really more like journaling) thing.  It's like my own private therapy - where I'm both patient and therapist.

Diagnosis ... CRAZY ... duh.

I have thought about therapy a number of times.  Not for any specific reason - more like getting a life coach kind of thing.  Trouble is, it's hard to find.  So I've never really explored it.  I "do" my programs  and call it coaching.  Probably enough.  But still - how cool to dial up the ME channel and get "professional" feedback.

(BTW ... my ramblings will continue tonight until my cold meds kick in.)

Still giving thought to Whole30.  I reread part of the book "It Starts With Food."  Informative, inspiring and proven to work for me.  I LOVE the food.  Delicious.  I mean really, really delicious.  Best meals I've made in years.  Great flavors, creative, satisfying.  It works.  It's how I should eat.  How I want to eat.

No brainer.  EXCEPT ...
It's TONS of cooking.  Even though I'm more experienced and am more efficient there is no way around lots of work.  Grocery shopping, cooking and don't get me started on the dishes.

If I had ... well, a wife ... I'd be all over it again.  Wouldn't it be nice to come home to cooked meals, full refrigerator, clean kitchen.  Maybe in my next life!

The angel on my shoulder says it's only 30 days.  Worth it to feel well, look good and be back on track. If I had committed a mere 30 days ago, I'd already be "fixed."  Plus I will be green with envy at how my friends are LOVING the results (and they will!) and wish like crazy I had done it with them.

I'm leaning toward YES.

Ahhh ... let the foot stomping, baby whining begin.

I have to decide if it's a MUST.  But now my meds have kicked in enough that I can go to sleep.  Still on-call.  Need to get my rest.

Happy #100 cyber-land.  We rock!