Forgive My Delirium

You'll have to bear with me on this one, guys and gals. It will probably be semi coherent... I hope.

I am completely exhausted this morning. Last night was rough, and then we over slept this morning, further adding to my muddled state. For example; I can't remember if I had shared my plans to try a mild version of detox juicing. I'm fairly confident I mentioned the high risk driver's class I had to take on Saturday, so we'll start there. Which is actually kind of mean of me but oh well, I'm discombobulated (yet I spelled that word correctly!).

First, before I can lose anyone, the class was not exactly what I expected. Yes, there were some horrific and heartbreaking stories, but there were not the number of bloody, gory movies I was expecting. It was lead by a veteran trauma nurse and he did everything he could to keep the attendees amused and engaged. For me it worked. Not once did I dose off. I also enjoy the segment when we had a veteran traffic cop to speak with. I actually learned some things I didn't know, and had a few other things clarified. Was all of it life changing and earth shattering? No, not really. I know why I got my speeding ticket, and I am working on not doing that anymore. And no, I don't mean I'm working not to get caught, I'm focusing on paying attention to my speed. When it's just me, or just me and the husband, I tend to not pay as much attention to it.

The one thing that bothered me was one of the attendees and my reaction to her. My reaction went along the lines of many of the attendees. I never really viewed myself as a bully, but at the same time I feel like my gut reaction to this person based on my own personal life experiences made me kind of one. The chick was an obvious tweaker, and as the class wore on it became more and more apparent to many others. Whether former or current, it can be hard to judge depending on how long they were using. My reflex action was to avoid her at all costs. I never spoke to her and our paths never crossed. It made me a little sad when the main speaker announced at the end that some people were outwardly rude to her, and said hurtful things. He felt the need to share that she had been sober for 70 days and nights. Good for her, I hope she can keep it up.

I warned you I would ramble.

But, no, seriously. One speaker truly resonated with me and I feel I need to share him with the world. I think part of him hitting a cord with me was that not only are we the exact same age, but we both have a newish baby. His is about one, and mine is almost ten and a half months. The biggest difference? He was in a terrible crash at age 14 that left him half bionic man and with a traumatic brain injury that limits his capacity for any short term memory. He was in a coma for a long time, and had to relearn everything. Everything! So imagine all the things you taught your child as an infant (assuming you have kids) and then imagine having to learn it all over again when you were 15/16 years old. Pretty shocking. I could go on and on about this, and I might in another post. For now, I will leave you with a link to his foundation's page; Tyler Presnell Foundation. I was lucky enough to see one of his last scheduled speeches in Oregon before he moves.

Naturally, all of this had me thinking of the crash Collin and I had ten years ago, and not for the first time, but the first time in a long time, I realized how incredibly lucky we were. Not just to have survived, but the fact we were able to leave the respective hospitals we were taken to within hours. I mean, sheesh. Ours wasn't high speed in any way, shape or form, but damn. The fact that we had no traumatic head injuries, or broken limbs is insane.

Rambling again.

So, now for the juicing. With the plateau I have been stuck on for the past month and some of the foods I have been indulging in, I opted to try something I swore I would never do; juicing. I am not going hard core, just a mild-moderate plan for the next week. And after what happened last night, I'm pretty confident I can stick to it. (I'll get to last night in a bit)

My plan is light breakfast of fruit and oatmeal or eggs. During the morning hours I will be drinking whole fruit and veggie smoothies (I have a hard time calling it juice) with and without protein added. In the afternoon I will have just a simple fruit juice like Odwalla. Come evening I will have a light dinner. Emphasis on the light. If I absolutely feel the need for food during the day it will be fruits or veggies. For example, this morning I had two medium blueberry, coconut, oatcakes (my own creation, if anyone is interested leave a comment and I will post the recipe in a later post); my smoothie/shake/juice this morning is apple, banana, blueberries, kale, and coconut milk with vanilla protein powder; in the afternoon I will have my Mango Tango Odwalla; and dinner will be a salad and a ground turkey and bean burrito (that will be skinny enough to be a taquito).

I start this on Saturday. I figured I was going to be miserable all day anyways so why not go for broke. I actually found that just with day one, I felt better. I had eggs and a small bowl of cereal for breakfast. I had a Berry Omega Odwalla Smoothie around 10:30, and a simple salad (just lettuce and dressing) for lunch, and then at 3 ish I had my Chocolate Protein Odwalla. I felt great and satisfied. Dinner was chilaquilles and then I was admittedly bad and had some disgusting candy corn pumpkins. You'll understand the disgusting momentarily.

Yesterday I was more off kilter and not nearly as well behaved. I also made a failed batch of green juice, but managed to gag a significant amount down. Breakfast was the oatcakes and eggs, smoothie a few hours later, protein shake a couple hours after that (and a graham cracker munched on throughout the morning). In the afternoon I had a peanut butter sandwich, some more graham crackers and the bad green juice. I was also throwing back the stupid pumpkins again...I don't know why. It was dumb and they were there. This has always been an issue with me if I am trying to get on track. Once I am solid and on a good course it's not an issue. But back to the story. Dinner was salad and rice rotini baked in marinara with turkey sausage. I thought I was still hungry so had some other snacks, and more of those damn pumpkins. They are gone now, so this will not be an issue.

Come bedtime I wasn't feeling to hot (uh duh, I wonder why) and had a good inkling of where this was all headed... The toilet. I can say that my body purged itself of everything. Everything. I finally got to bed sometime around 11pm... To add insult to injury, the wee monster woke up at 3am for a bottle. Oh, and then we overslept due to an alarm not being on.... Yea, last night and this morning have been fun.

And I know last night's performance is not flu/tummy bug related. I felt almost instantly better once everything was evacuated from my system. I was able to consume breakfast just fine this morning, and I will be attempting to ingest my smoothie over the next couple hours.

Now I am going to go back to stumbling through my work day. Next post, I have no idea what the next post will be. Maybe a review of the Cabela's store that just opened here.

Everyone have a marvelous Monday!