The world-record poop.



Oh you know you want to read on. I also spared you the photo. But I secretly wished that I snapped it for Guinness. My loss. Okay, you know I talk about nutrition on this blog as well as my struggles of recovery (but, *pat pat*, I am FINALLY succeeding for a long period of time), and your stool says a lot about your health. Now, I may have to call Vinca, an holistic therapist I worked with a few years back, too see what the heck this means. She told me that the perfect poop, yes, is, a golden banana. Self-explanitory, but not real gold, that would be amazing. So I'm running errands up on Foothill and I have to go. I have to go now. I could use a snack and Pinion was just down the street on 13th. I go in and make a beeline for the toilet. I do my thing pretty smoothly and I look down. Just admit that you always look in there after you go. But I strictly do it to check my health, yeah right. It's golden and bananaey alright, awesome, and it's two feet long. I'm like woah that's impressive and it's in one piece! I know you all so wanted to read that. This recovery is getting interesting. Make a cantaloupe orange smoothie tomorrow morning and a pineapple curry for lunch and give me your poop report. Or not. Yeah just don't actually. And definitely no photos.

~Smobergirl

Day 24.

Starting to feel like a different person with a better sence of well-being. Still had a guilt flash but learned to forget it. What am I going to do put a bag over my head? I love Dr. Laura.

The lunchtime crowd is bustling in downtown SLC. My friend can't find a parking spot. It's pineapple curry day at Ekamai and a girlfriend and I usually meet here every week. I made a cantaloupe/orange/mint/honey smoothie with a cup of ice this morning. It was amazing thank you. Then I got some nut snacks at Whole Foods. That's my new thing, getting little bags of nut mixes. My new drink of choice slowly replacing iced coffee is the Arnold Palmer. It tastes like this tart-woodsy flavor. Or a sweet and sour. I'm just digging them lately.

~Smobergirl

Woke up at 7 this morning. Feeling more back to normal, no dry lips. I lost 5 pounds (again). I'm on the treadmill now with an iced coffee. Is that an oxymoron? After this I'll do a 40 minute show with weights and dance music. It's called Cardio Blast with Cathe and it's on Fit TV. I do like the Fit TV. Feeling uplifted this morning, but still feel like I can't do without the Antabuse. I have enough for one or two more pineapple cilantro shakes, then I have the supplies for a cantaloupe/orange/mint shake tomorrow. Need to get guitar in since my thumb is better, and paint some more. It's another beautiful sober and smober day!

~Smobergirl

Day 22

I'm at Costco getting my first Antabuse refill. More past guilt and future worries came up. Where are the pink fluffy clouds? Ha, an AA buddy told me last night that after 30 days sober it's pink fluffy clouds for another 30. Guess I have to wait 8 more days. My stomach felt sensitive again after eating a tofu scramble and a biscuit with vegan gravy. Maybe I should lay off the processed foods in general. I'm going to skate in the park before my radio shift. I got an email with a yoga skate video this morning. Yes, I did. So of you're at Liberty and see a strange girl gliding in warrior 2, that's me. The instructor did it on a concrete trail lining a beach. I want to move there, wherever she was!

~Smobergirl

Quit Flu and what-iffing.

www.quitnet.com, a site I like for quitting smoking, has two nicknames for quit smoking side-effects: Quit Zits and Quit Flu. I have been tired and dragging myself around here and there, I broke out at the two week mark, and today I felt like I was coming down with something around noon today. I got a sour tummy and I felt a little dizzy. I feel not sick now but fatigued and I just want to relax, and I hope this is normal and not an effect from the Antabuse or the real flu. At least I got a workout in this morning: 45 minutes of belly dancing. Woot. I had my pineapple cilantro shake (I'm really digging them) and 1/2 of a green food bar. For lunch I had a raw ear of corn with olive oil and cayenne salt, tomato soup, grilled asparagus, and a Tofurkey kielbasa.

I still need to exercise not freaking out over the small stuff or what-iffing. I was pretty good at the latter today. Condo life is very convenient, but sometimes I fantasize about having a house with a private yard, or even moving to San Diego to meet more eligible men or just living in a nice environment. Or even moving to Vancouver where the people seem much nicer. However, I have learned about the grass being greener on the other side. Like something as simple as having my hair relaxed so I won't deal with my frizzy hair, and now I miss the curl. But I actually love it straight and manageable. And if I go crazy I can always grow the crazy hair back. I actually like it both ways. And it's just hair.

I went back to the new Sephora store today (this may become a problem) and got a lovely-smelling body cream for only $6, a silver nail polish (for my flamingo painting actually), a sponge for $3 (another painting idea), and more lip gloss. I've told you I already need a 12-step program for lip gloss. Sometimes the best art ideas come from odd materials. But don't worry, the gloss and lotion is art for my bod only, not for paintings.

Now on the Love Sac watching Food Network. I may take a bath then watch Extreme Home makeover. And eat something. Popcorn sounds good right now. It can pay off having the Quit Flu.

~Smobergirl

Three weeks

I am feeling pret-ty good. I am starting to think more realistically with each craving. The Antabuse, like I said, is doing the trick. I realize I can't physically drink or I'll get ill, and I have moved on easier in the last few days. I have saved over $250 already in wine and cig money. Isn't that a crazy thought?

I woke up at 7 but have been just on the computer in bed. My right arm and calf are still hurtin' from Jillian Michaels. lol. I had the top of a mousse cake with raspberries two nights ago, and had some more leftover cake yesterday which felt like a brick in my stomach. So I am getting wiser with what I eat as cheat food from here on out. There is plain dark chocolate, and some raw chocolates as well that don't make me feel sick. I'm going to be militant on eating only foods that make me feel good physically.

I think The Bandit wants to do some belly dancing to the Fit TV show All-Star Workouts which I record on my DVR. That won't put us in too much pain today. I did Kundalini yoga last night which felt sooo good. Kundalini is repeating a motion over and over to stretch out parts of the body or work on abdominals. Here is the site to the instructor I like:

http://www.mayaspace.com/

It's 1/2 of a Green Superfood bar and a pineapple-cilantro shake for breakfast.

http://gliving.com/sarma-melngailis-cilantro-shake/

It's going to be another warm day!

Namaste,

Smobergirl

Feeling great. Got up at 8:30. Jillian did a number on my calves and biceps yesterday. My lips feel different. It's a desert in Utah, and they are soft-dry, not crusty dry like when I was dehydrated from the alcohol. I'm 20 days sober and smober today. I haven't made it past 19 since 2002. I get excited to take my "alcohol sickness" pills every morning. Some nights I crave, don't get me wrong, but I'm dealing with those a little easier. Because it was Friday last night I had a tough time, but I had shows to go to and felt really good going to a cafe and having a comforting meal while enjoying a band play. I turned on the A/C for the first time this year today. It's going to be in the 80s all week. Hooray! It's also a mood-boost that it's my birthday month. It helps with not giving in and wanting to take care of myself. (and shop with birthday money I don't have yet but anything not to drink or smoke!)

Love,

Smobergirl