After last month’s scare over the health of my niece and sister, I started July with a renewed sense of purpose to return to my optimum health. I did a little research and learned a bit about insulin resistance and found that I hit all the markers for it.
So on July 1st I tweaked my diet to help my body
regulate insulin better.
Everything was going great until July 4th, and no I didn’t eat hot dogs and potato salad and blow my diet. Instead, we experienced the biggest earthquake southern California has had in 20 years. That was until July 5th when a bigger one hit.
Well, actually it’s John, but you get the point. It’s good to be home for the weekend!
We have been wanderers for the last month and a half and it’s been fun. We both love to travel, even if just a weekend road trip, but it is great to be home for a change.
I feel so lucky to live in a sunny warm climate, even though this morning’s walk was a chilly 49 degrees. As I headed out the door, I thought about last week and my accomplishments. I exercised and ate healthy every day.
I’ve been accused of having FOMO more than once. You know, Fear of Missing Out? Apparently it’s become such a big deal that it needs its own acronym. I used to take offense to it, thinking I was somehow a bad person because I had it.
I don’t really care anymore. I would rather be accused of having FOMO than regret. Which is where I am today, feeling regret.