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  • Writer's pictureLaura Holian

Roller Coaster

Tuesday, May 12, 2010

Oh no, I’m getting tired of eating broccoli and guac. Never thought I’d say that about my beloved avocado. Broccoli is really hard to eat raw because it is sooooo dry. Attempting diversity, I tried it with hummus. It was meh. We are buying so many boxes of greens and I’ve run out again, meaning my dinner salad requires another trip to the grocery store. Also, I need to look up approved salad dressings because oils are a no, no. It’s hard to fit all those boxes of greens in my fridge.

I wrote my mission statement and the great things I look forward to. It’s supposed to help me keep my eye on the goal and achieve success through visualization. It took a lot of attempts. I’m not a selfie video kind of person. It’s also weird to try to feel enthusiastic about things that haven’t happened. Acting is absolutely not my strength. We were watching Hunger Games tonight. Jennifer Lawrence, wow, she’s an amazing actress.

Wednesday, May 13, 2020

This is confusing, if we are designed to eat all of these raw vegetables, why is it so hard to chew? They are dry and my jaw is very sore, my teeth kind of hurt, too. If we ate this since we were toddlers, then theoretically our muscles would strengthen to keep up with what we ate. After multiple decades of soft food, it seems very challenging to get my jaw to keep up with my appetite.

Today I accidentally made a larger smoothie. Then at night I was missing chewable food, like longing not an absence of. I wasn’t sure if I should drink the extra smoothie or if that might send me over the detox board. But I got very hungry and I drank it anyway. I also fixed myself a plate of veggies. I am still a little hungry, but I don’t think my mouth can handle anything as hard as the carrots and broccoli that I have been eating. I wasn’t expecting my muscles to be a bigger deterrent than my willpower.

I wish I had a banana. Something large and filling and soft. Unfortunately, we don’t. Ten at night is a tough time to realize you’ve run out of fruit. The grocery store closed at nine.

Thursday, May 14, 2020

Today I drove the kids to their dentist appointment. Reading that success was dependent on preparation, the cooler in the seat next to me was stocked with my smoothie, my waters and an apple. Sort of reminiscent of the baby days when I had a diaper bag filled with everything the kids might need. If you are not hungry, you won’t run off the track, so the chapter said. Once at the appointment, thanks to Covid, I got to sit in my car for a very long time. I sipped, munched and read. At the end of the chapter there was an activity I needed to complete. “What deters you from the goal? And how do you solve it?”

Very well. I can do this. Easy.

What deters me from the goal?

Wanting fast food, missing how it tastes.

Craving it.

How to solve it?

Bring food with me so I am never hungry. Done. See, I brought my big cooler with me. Think of it as not good for me food. That’s tough, because I really like Chick fil A. It’s like crack. I swear they must put something in there to trigger the opioid response in the brain…

Yup, the entire hour plus that I was parked there, I could visualize and even smell the deliciousness that is a Chick-fil-A sandwich AND fries. I was even savoring the butter that I usually ask them to skip. Note to self: Find a pediatric dentist whose office is not located on the opposite side of the road from my largest craving.

The next chapter was on Motivation. How appropriate.

May 15, 2020

Friday. After a tough 2.4 mile run where I was attempting to keep up with my son, I finished my workout, then tried to squeeze in a nap to recharge my body. I put my phone and watch on sleep and airplane mode, curled onto my side and shut my eyes for a millisecond before I got pounced on. Wanting attention, my son tugs on my arms and toys with my fingers.

“Yes? Can I help you?”

“What are you doing?” He asks.

I rotate so I can see him better. He’s at an angle sort of upside down from me.

“Well, I was trying to take a nap.” I say, half feigning disgruntlement.

He giggles and points to my eyes, “Nope. See your eyes are open, you’re awake.”

“Oh, is that how it works?”

“Yes.” He says, “You have energy now, you don’t need a nap. Your eyes are open. That didn’t used to happen before. And you ran fast with me, that didn’t used to happen before. And after your run, you are walking around, that didn’t used to happen before…”

On and on he went about all the changes he was seeing in me.

Monday, May 18, 2020

At my desk I am trying to remember what I did in the past week. It sort of felt like it flew by. I start with my exercise. How many times did I run this week? Pulling up the Activity tracker on my phone I click on the various days. It says “Outdoor Bike.” Hmm, I guess I did that, next day “Run,” next day, “Outdoor Bike.” It went on like that all week. Saturday included. And I didn’t Avenger any of the way. (That’s my word for when I use the electric part of my bicycle. I’m married to a triathlete who runs insanely far on a regular basis. Not being able to keep up with him on my bike, he got me an electric bike so I could still accompany him and not feel like I am on my deathbed by the end of his runs.) Scrolling though the app, I’m in shock. From Sunday to Sunday, of this past week, I exercised every day and on somedays, I did it twice. I went on four walks, I rode my bike three times and I ran three times, my last run at a 9’44” pace! In the entire week, I only took one thirty-minute nap and I cut it short because I realized I was rested and wanted to get up and go do stuff. Thinking back, I had also done a workout after each run consisting of sit-ups, push-ups, scissors and tricep dips.

Today, May 19, 2020

There are mealtimes when I am insanely jealous, smelling the sweet aroma of pizza in the oven or the rotisserie chicken my family is devouring. But I stick to my smoothie chockful of greens, because I can’t deny the facts. I have more energy. I have much more exercise stamina. My uber-long daily naps are now non-existent, even the short ones are gone. And I feel better overall.

Is it boring to drink a smoothie with loads of greens every day? Yes, sort of. When I analyze my day, feeding myself is easy. Make a smoothie, chop veggies to eat later, fill water bottles. I’m prepped for the day by nine in the morning. It’s even easier when we chop veggies in advance. Cooking and cleaning for traditional meals seems like a lot of work now. They smell great. They are yummy. But do they have the greens I am consuming now? No. In that case, for now, I’ll stick to my smoothie.

#health #nutrition #vegan #rawfoods #Hypernutrition #smoothies #determination

Disclaimer: This post is about my personal experience following the Hyper-Nutritious program. The program claims to reverse other health conditions, too. No affiliation. It is recommended to consult with your doctor for all medical decisions, treatments and prescriptions. Please reference for full details of disclaimer.


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