Alyssa's ramblings...

The pursuit of healthiness.

This morning: I’m not addicted… am I? All morning, after deciding that I’m not going to partake of a Very Vanilla Latte today, I’ve been craving one. Badly. To the point that almost every second thought somehow involves my favourite coffee. Don’t worry - I can handle it. I can resist temptation… until lunchtime, when I’m going to go buy one.

Now: Yep, I did it. I bought a Latte. It was so worth it. But I’ve decided that, starting now, I’m going to abstain from coffee for a week. A whole week. I don’t think I’m addicted at the moment, but I just want to make sure I don’t become addicted. It’ll be really interesting to see my reaction to the situation. Hmmmm. A scientific experiment!

I am also on a quest to drink more water. Daniel (whenever I talk about Daniel, which will probably be often, remember that he’s the singing instructor who took the vocal seminar on Saturday) said that he encourages his singers (i.e. the singers that he teaches) to drink between two and three litres a day. I’m aiming for three, but it’s not as easy as it sounds. And I’ve learnt not to try drinking the whole amount at once. Even 600mL at once is too much. Can anyone say “bloating”? Moderated sips for me. If I could draw, I would sketch a person looking sick, saying “H2Ooooooo”, the ‘Ooooooo’ being sickly moaning. If you know what I mean. That would be cool. :o)

Thought: I think I should start exercising more (when I say ‘more’, I mean ‘.’). Oh, that ‘walking-at-lunchtime’ “routine” lasted about two days, by the way. But I think I should start it up again. I’m getting a little pudgy, a bit squishy-around-the-edges. I think lunchtime is still my best bet, because I am SO not good at getting up early in the morning, and after work I’m usually either busy, or tired. So lunchtime it is. Okay, for a whole week, along with the no-coffee rule, I will implement the walking-at-lunch rule. So basically, until my birthday (which is NEXT WEDNESDAY!), I will be all healthy & stuff. Yippee. Then I’ll have a wonderful birthday filled with junk food, coffee and laziness, before going back to the healthiness (if I have the motivation). I sound so committed, don’t I?

Why has this whole post been about health? Seriously, people. What is up with that? Could it be that I’m turning over a new leaf? Departing from my old, non-health-conscious ways? Becoming a better, more ‘hale and hearty’ person? Shaping up? {'Better shape up, ‘cause I need a man, and my heart is set on you}' Improving my physique? Oh, I like that one. Physique is a cool word.

Speaking of cool words, I love the word PROPOLIS. And I love propolis lozenges (throat lozenges for singers, since they don’t numb your throat). I could just say it all day: Propolis, propolis, propolis… {I always think of The Amanda Show, where Judge Trudy says “Mrs Popadopolous… I’ll pop your Dopolous!” then the bailiff relays “Judge Trudy says she gonna pop your popol… popolop… dop… lous…”}

Okay, I’m done. I got nothing! Hey, at least I can admit it. :o)

posted by Alyssa @ 3:46 PM