So I came home and started a juice cleanse. I know I know, you are probably tired of hearing about juice cleanses, so I won’t overly go into detail, but after 4 days of beer, and Goldfish crackers, my body was ready for some pure unadulterated raw juicy goodness. Typically, I’m all about everything in moderation. I exercise and eat healthy so I can drink wine, and eat full fat dairy when I want to, and not really think about it… however the closer I get to 30, the more my body is telling me that I really need to start thinking about it. I know when I eat blue cheese dressing that I’m going to feel it, and that gluten makes me more sluggish, and that eating a giant burrito at 10PM is probably not the wisest choice… and yet I still make these choices occasionally. But the more often I make them, the more I’m aware that for a lot of people out there, feeling terrible is normal. So many people don’t even consider what they are putting into their bodies and how it makes them feel, nor do they have the correlation that food could make them feel this way… and it makes me really sad. I can’t really get on a soap box, because I know that my diet and exercise regime isn’t perfect. I know that I could be making healthier choices every day, But I’m also so thankful that I at least have the awareness that when I eat A I feel B, and its a choice that I’m making in this moment, but not one I’m going to make every day. And I totally give myself permission to indulge once in a while, because we all need to go on brewery tours and eat an obscene amount of junk food from time to time. But I’m also choosing to listen to my body this week, and make every effort to bring everything back into balance.
I had an amazing time away with my girlfriends… but as an introvert by nature, after 4 days I was ready for a few moments of solitude. We had a lot of great adventures, great meals, great conversations, but the older I get, the more I realize how much I need to honor the introverted part of myself… Thankfully, I don’t need epically long stretches of solitude and silence, but I was definitely ready to come home, put my feet up and spend some time by myself…. I try not to play the “introvert card” too often, as I know quite a few introverted people who tend to use this as an excuse to cancel plans at the last minute, who can never follow through, and who tend to cling to their introvertedness as a crutch. They over-commit, get overwhelmed and then out of no-where the introvert card gets played like a get out of jail free card of “oh I have to cancel, I I’m an introvert, this is just what I need… you understand!” And there is part of me that gets it, I mean really gets it… but there is still a little part of me that is endlessly frustrated by it…BUT after 4 days away with 6 other ladies, shared rooms, car-pooling, dinners, brewery tours, bachelorette parties and more there was a huge part of me that was telling me that I needed to take a moment to honor introverted tendencies, at least for a day or two. So here I am, juicing up a storm and spending my evenings soaking up some alone time. And it feels pretty good both mentally and physically.