Pardon the break in blogging but I’ve been a bit of a grump this week and didn’t want to share my curmudgeonous nature with the Internet.
Also…I’m back on the juice, and that doesn’t make for very interesting food blogging. This time I’m doing it for completely different reasons than I have in the past.
For the last two years I’ve experienced incessant itching. I mean non-stop scratching post over here. It doesn’t matter how much I moisturize or what time of year it is, I am always itchy. Every few months my skin likes to take it to the next level by breaking out in head-to-toe hives.
Notice how I didn’t include a picture of myself in this post?
My doctor originally thought this rather uncomfortable habit of mine was a stress reaction, but these days I’m not feeling all that stressed. In fact, right now I’m probably less stressed than I’ve ever been ever. Which makes me think the hives on my arms, legs, and face are not psychosomatic, but an allergy of some sort. Honestly, I’d rather think I’m a hypochondriac than that I actually have something wrong with me. Today was my last day of juicing, and I have a doctor’s appointment bright and early in the morning to discuss, but in the meantime I’ve been experimenting with my diet by eliminating gluten, soy, dairy, and well anything that’s not a fruit or vegetable, to see if perhaps my skin reacts to the lack of common food allergens.
To be honest, I haven’t noticed a change but it was worth a shot. And, on the upside I’m really excited about all the solid food I’m going to eat tomorrow.
Another thing I’m excited about: The Fella came to Zumba with me tonight. The couple that makes sexy dance shaking together in a room full of strangers, is a couple that stays together…because now we have blackmail fodder.
This is what my last three days have looked like…
If I never drink another beet, I’ll be just fine.