Pirate Dean & Jumping Rope
Friday, August 30, 2013
A week ago today I lost my dearest rat friend, Dean. He had been doing great so it was a huge surprise to find him dead on a nest he’d built earlier that morning. That morning he’d eaten his breakfast and even was playing with me before I left for work.
Mark and I had gone out to a restaurant and I’d come home later than normal. Usually Dean is there to greet me when I get home. Since he wasn’t out I figured he probably got tired of waiting for me and had gone to sleep. What a horrible surprise to find he’d died. I’ve emailed his veterinarian who’d seen him only two weeks prior and she believes it was probably heart failure.
I’m learning to listen to my own needs. I want to try Joel Fuhrman’s Eat to Live program. It’s been increasingly difficult for me to commit to any one program or way of eating but I know I need to. I need to put myself first. Every time I start to try the Eat to Live program I chicken out. (Funny using the word chicken, since I’m vegan and the program is very vegan friendly.)
Sometimes I feel like I’m getting ready to skip rope: Two people are turning the long rope and I’m working on getting into the groove so I can jump in without disturbing the rope and then I’ll be able to start jumping in rhythm with the turns.
For example, I’ve had trouble with drinking wine and beer again. I want to stop again. I’m waiting to run out of my current supply again and then I can jump into the jump-rope and begin.