First journal entry
OK, my New Year’s resolutions were a mixed bag and I’m doing pretty well so far. I did promise myself I’d journal every day, so that’s not perfect but better late than never right?
Mainly, I wanted to be healthier this year and to tell you the truth, that keeps me pretty busy. You know me — well, no — I guess you don’t but you will, ha-ha. Anyway, when I jump into something, I like to “dive deep” as Brene Brown says (or is that Dr. Phil? . . . I forget).
Take today, for example: I had a pretty packed schedule:
I wake up with some green tea followed by a kale-seaweed-starfish smoothie. No more coffee and yogurt for me. POISON, according to Saree, my nutritionist. Even Greek yogurt! People just don’t get it, she says.
Meditation. This is a challenge, let me tell you. First of all, paying attention to my breathing just made me breathe funny and then all of a sudden I couldn’t breathe at all and I almost passed out. It was lucky that Lars, my guru, was there or I don’t know what would have happened. And choosing a mantra — forget it! All those nonsense syllables kept reminding me of the time Harvey and I lost our luggage in that foreign airport and before you know it I was a nervous wreck. Lars made me quit for the day.
Time to get outdoors for some meditative walking. My trainer, Sean, says that studies show that exercise and meditation together have this kind of strange synergy thing that makes it all even more healthy. Whatever. I just know you really have to really watch where you’re going if you’re going to do this.
Massage and a sauna. Definitely ready for some “me time.”
So by now it’s lunchtime and I meet Kimberly downtown at this new organic place that supposedly grows all their vegetables in soil imported from the Andes. They call it “peak” eating. I can’t taste the difference but it’s supposed to be super healthy. K. tried to order a glass of Chardonnay and I thought the waiter was going to hit her.