Wait, who are we kidding. I can't sleep in a regular bed, so I sleep in the recliner. Yes, folks, I'm so big I can't even sleep anymore. My arms go to sleep, my back hurts, I seem to be incapable of not turning over on my stomach in my sleep (I've even dreamed up ways to tie my legs to the bed so I can't turn over, but imagine if someone misunderstood what those ropes are for, plus what if I have to pee urgently? too complicated), I snore... so I don't even sleep with my husband anymore. It's all so depressing. But that's not what this is about!
So anyway, I was lying there in the recliner after having awakened, and I don't know what prompted me to test it, but I thought, "wonder what my pulse is?". For years, my resting heart rate has been in the 90's even on first waking. I pulled out my phone to time it, found my pulse, and CANNOT BELIEVE IT, but my resting heart rate is down to around 72!
72, people! In less than 2 weeks!
That's amazing. As if the pound of weight loss per day wasn't enough motivation to stick to this plan. So let's summarize:
Day 5 - Adema gone from legs and ankles
Day 6 - Walked ALL OVER Wal-mart and two grocery stores and my legs didn't get weak, I didn't lose my breath, and I could have gone longer.
Day 13 (or before?) - Resting heart rate down to 72
Also, I've lost 13.5 pounds, despite two days of no loss at all. Just so you can have a pic, here's a shot of today's juice.
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| I juiced all the parsley I had because I thought it would be nasty, but I didn't taste it at all. That bowl is a huge bowl of baby spinach and kale. Careful observers will also note one lone beet in the back. I finally had the courage to juice it. |
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