Clean Detox Day 3: Being Mr. Sluggo

The Bridget Jones’s Update of Day 3:  BMI: 25.2 (- 0.2) and I’ll totally take that.  Activity Level: Walked pushing Baby Lug briskly for  at least 1/2 (very mild), but totally not enough for the “sweat” desired.  Meditation: No. Need to incorporate. Brief Observations: Still the very mild carsickness feel.  And Man, am I tired!

So part of the Clean Detox , on top of what you eat, is what you DO.

The fine Dr. Alejandro Junger who developed the program wants me to also:

1. Sweat

2. Sleep

3. Meditate.

He practices functional medicine, which basically means he approaches patient care from both Western and Eastern medicinal philosophies. Rather than just writing a prescription, he’s first apt to look at what you eat, what you do and your mental state of being. I rather like this. Because stress can trigger a lot of illnesses just as smoking or eating unhealthy or not wearing sunscreen.  He likes to say “You Eat What Your Are.” If your stressed, you eat stressed: convenience food most likely, comfort food (hello Mexican!) or perhaps you don’t eat at all. You probably don’t sleep and most likely don’t work out. It all adds up to one unhealthy person.

So back to moi. I’ve been eating great. But the sweat, sleep, and meditate aspects I haven’t successfully incorporated in my day to day.

I spent last night up working on a backlog of To-do’s until 11pm. Which means I didn’t workout, went to bed late at 11:30p. When I did sleep I woke up every 1-2 hours. And finally I was woken up at 6:30am by the kids. So no early morning mediation. Not unless herding a bunch of Star Wars theme-lovin’, Ba-ba throwin’ and backpack forgetting kids is meditation. Didn’t think so.

So I am freakin’ tired. Supposedly I should be tired (detox takes a lot of energy!) but late bedtime, and waking up periodically really has turned me into MR. SLUGGO. I am slug, hear me slime.

Now I tried fitting it in my 9-5 gig, where my day is spent as the cruise director for an almost 3 year old. Who, while I was working out on the Wii (a review coming up in a later TheLiquidBetsy) politely asked me “Mamma, pweeeese cuddle and play – I no like you workout!” Ahh. I guess there’s no goofing off around the boss if you get my drift.

Ideally, I like to workout at night, get up earlier and meditate and somewhere squeeeeeeeze in 8 hours. Short of having Hermione  Granger’s time turner necklace I don’t think this is going to be an easy fit.

But I keep working at it. And when I find the secret I’ll let you know.

Sluggo signing off.