Anyway, tonight I made a really great salad with pears,strawberries, blueberries, radishes, arugula and spinach and then topped it with some sunflower seeds, almonds, asparagus and fingerling potatoes that I tossed in some olive oil and garlic. Added a touch of balsamic vinegar and some crostini with some olive tapenade. Heaven.
And beautiful in my Jugtown plate that I eat out of all the time now.
I also started doing yoga again today and listened to a lot of cracks and crunchy stuff going on in my neck and back. There's a big surprise. Holiday stress, pottery work, weaving, show stress, of course my neck is going to hurt. But it's a problem. I have really bad pain between my left elbow and my shoulder and sometimes my fingers are numb. Like, I can't brush my hair right now or stir things, or lift my arm very high and I am left handed so this is no good. There is also a specific spot between my neck and shoulder that hurts. All signs lead to a pinched nerve. I'm going to try and remedy this myself. I have a very strong aversion to doctors. I found some great exercsies online and in my yoga books and already I can feel some of the tension easing up. Also pineapple juice is very good for inflammation, so I am juicing it up right now. Hopefully I can avoid a doc visit and get rid of this pain with doing things that are good for me. Like mental health days in the mountains and visits with friends........
Turning 50 has not been my favorite thing. I feel like my body went into instant decay and now I am having to work twice as hard to reverse the process. At least in that area I am not being a sloth. I'm trying to take care of this one and only body I have, I got a long way to go and I want to feel good getting there!
Another reason I don't want to do anything..... it's so cold. I know 35 sounds tropical to you up north and over there in Alaska, but for a girl that grew up on the South Carolina coast, if it's below 70f, it's cold to me. I know I don't want to do anything in August either, haha! Apparently I'm turning into Goldilocks and conditions have to be just right. My husband is a saint for putting up with this bullshit, he really is. Thanks, Ger for letting me be me, xoxo!!