I’m not getting a flu shot. There is no way anyone is sticking me with a needle and injecting who-knows-what into my system. Instead I choose to focus on eating well and cleanse my body so it can better handle any antagonist it faces. Knock on wood, but I haven’t been sick in a few years except for a few brushes with food and alcohol poisoning. Hint: a hangover = alcohol poisoning. I rarely drink alcohol these days.
I’ve started using Chinese medicine to cleanse my liver. I’ve been using the product for about a week now, and I have already noticed improvements in my skin. My hands have been rough and dry for as long as I can remember, and they are starting to heal and finally have some moisture in them. If this rate of healing keeps up, in another week or so I should have soft hands!
Skin is a mirror of organ health. If you have unhealthy skin, your internal organs are in need of a little love and care. Eating fresh organic fruits and vegetables are great for the liver, but you’ve also got to eliminate all the substances that make the liver sluggish like alcohol, cooked fats, coffee, and refined foods. Foods that keep your liver healthy are foods that keep your entire body healthy.
Back when I was in high school, I was aware that my skin had a yellow tint to it. I didn’t know then, but yellowing of the skin is a sure sign that the liver is in trouble. My skin is now a very healthy colour and I know that my liver is doing much, much better. It may have something to do with the fact that I drank copious amounts of Diet Coke back then. Now I drink more water than anything else, and Diet Drinks never pass my lips. I’ve still got some bad habits that I need to work on, but learning the truth about aspartame made me quit consuming it that second. I like my nerves, my eyes, and my brain a whole lot. I never mess with aspartame any more and I know my liver is very happy about that!
I don’t have anything against juicing, but I do have something against our juicer. You see, our juicer is a runt. Whenever I juice I get 20% juice, 80% foam. It may look like a juicer. It may sound like a juicer. But I assure you, the only gears that get properly ground in the process of “juicing” are mine. I fantasize about going “Office Space” on my juicer every time I use it. Instead of it creating pulp I would gladly beat it to a pulp in the middle of a field
I love my Vespa. This morning she got me through a construction site via the sidewalk with gentle finesse. She parks herself readily on the sidewalk where no car may venture, right in front of the local bakery where the smells of freshly made pain au chocolate lure me in. It’s 8:30 am and the city it just starting to stir when Vespie and I have already had our first ride of the day. Later, we will venture Barks and Fitz where she will once again occupy a small piece of sidewalk real estate so I can purchase food and treats for the pups, who gingerly remind me every time they defecate that they have been without them since Friday. And after that, we will travel to yoga, where this granola girl will morph into a sweaty and very slippery pile of mush on her mat. The ride home will be blissful. There is nothing quite like taking Vespie on the ride home from hot yoga. The wind feels fantastic on my newly cleansed skin.