I had a nice day in Salem. It is always like a mini vacation, riding the Amtrak down to Salem. Relaxing in a cushy seat. Looking out the window at the sky. Stopping for Indian food. But then...
Unfortunately I did not pack a lunch today. I was trying to travel light to see if that helped my joint pain. I started out great. I had a raw veggie tray, hard boiled egg and hot tea from my favorite barista/deli guy at Union Station. I felt quite in control munching on raw veggies and sipping tea on the bus down. My Indian buffet was delightful as usual. I had mostly vegetables with a bit of rice and some Tandoori chicken. But at the end of the day, heading back to the Salem Amtrak, I was famished. And tired. I stopped at Burger King and ordered a chili dog- without the bun, onion rings and an unsweetened iced tea. I could have stopped there. But at the station, I was feeling in the need of comfort. I usually fight the urge. But I felt like I needed a snack. I bought some Lays potato chips from the vending machine. I inhaled them whilst reading "comfort food" recipes on my Kindle. Next time I will pack a lunch.
After the potato chip incident, I had an hour long bus ride to contemplate. I actually didn't feel too guilty. Stuffed, yes. But I felt humbled. I am not perfect. But I keep on keeping on. I decided to do some research on magnesium supplements. If I can break this cycle of pain, perhaps I can get back on track with exercise and healthy eating (and better sleep also).
I stopped at Fred Meyer back in Portland. Bought a bottle of magnesium, four Asian pears, a loaf of gluten free brown rice bread, some feta cheese and a bottle of aloe Vera juice. I feel redeemed.
I took 300mg magnesium with some aloe Vera last night before bed.
And I am pleased to report that I slept like a log! And I do not feel so sore this morning. I also do n not feel as constipated if that's not TMI. If it is, I do apologize.
I am about to get vertical and go to the gym
My psalm of the day is Psalm 7:
Unfortunately I did not pack a lunch today. I was trying to travel light to see if that helped my joint pain. I started out great. I had a raw veggie tray, hard boiled egg and hot tea from my favorite barista/deli guy at Union Station. I felt quite in control munching on raw veggies and sipping tea on the bus down. My Indian buffet was delightful as usual. I had mostly vegetables with a bit of rice and some Tandoori chicken. But at the end of the day, heading back to the Salem Amtrak, I was famished. And tired. I stopped at Burger King and ordered a chili dog- without the bun, onion rings and an unsweetened iced tea. I could have stopped there. But at the station, I was feeling in the need of comfort. I usually fight the urge. But I felt like I needed a snack. I bought some Lays potato chips from the vending machine. I inhaled them whilst reading "comfort food" recipes on my Kindle. Next time I will pack a lunch.
After the potato chip incident, I had an hour long bus ride to contemplate. I actually didn't feel too guilty. Stuffed, yes. But I felt humbled. I am not perfect. But I keep on keeping on. I decided to do some research on magnesium supplements. If I can break this cycle of pain, perhaps I can get back on track with exercise and healthy eating (and better sleep also).
I stopped at Fred Meyer back in Portland. Bought a bottle of magnesium, four Asian pears, a loaf of gluten free brown rice bread, some feta cheese and a bottle of aloe Vera juice. I feel redeemed.
I took 300mg magnesium with some aloe Vera last night before bed.
And I am pleased to report that I slept like a log! And I do not feel so sore this morning. I also do n not feel as constipated if that's not TMI. If it is, I do apologize.
I am about to get vertical and go to the gym
My psalm of the day is Psalm 7:
Psalm 7
" A Lament of David that he chanted to the Lord on account of Cush, the Benjamite."
1 Lord my God, I take refuge in you;
save and deliver me from all who pursue me,
2 or they will tear me apart like a lion
and rip me to pieces with no one to rescue me.
save and deliver me from all who pursue me,
2 or they will tear me apart like a lion
and rip me to pieces with no one to rescue me.
3 Lord my God, if I have done this
and there is guilt on my hands—
4 if I have repaid my ally with evil
or without cause have robbed my foe—
5 then let my enemy pursue and overtake me;
let him trample my life to the ground
and make me sleep in the dust.[c]
and there is guilt on my hands—
4 if I have repaid my ally with evil
or without cause have robbed my foe—
5 then let my enemy pursue and overtake me;
let him trample my life to the ground
and make me sleep in the dust.[c]
6 Arise, Lord, in your anger;
rise up against the rage of my enemies.
Awake, my God; decree justice.
7 Let the assembled peoples gather around you,
while you sit enthroned over them on high.
8 Let the Lord judge the peoples.
Vindicate me, Lord, according to my righteousness,
according to my integrity, O Most High.
9 Bring to an end the violence of the wicked
and make the righteous secure—
you, the righteous God
who probes minds and hearts.
rise up against the rage of my enemies.
Awake, my God; decree justice.
7 Let the assembled peoples gather around you,
while you sit enthroned over them on high.
8 Let the Lord judge the peoples.
Vindicate me, Lord, according to my righteousness,
according to my integrity, O Most High.
9 Bring to an end the violence of the wicked
and make the righteous secure—
you, the righteous God
who probes minds and hearts.
14 Whoever is pregnant with evil
conceives trouble and gives birth to disillusionment.
15 Whoever digs a hole and scoops it out
falls into the pit they have made.
16 The trouble they cause recoils on them;
their violence comes down on their own heads.
conceives trouble and gives birth to disillusionment.
15 Whoever digs a hole and scoops it out
falls into the pit they have made.
16 The trouble they cause recoils on them;
their violence comes down on their own heads.
17 I will give thanks to the Lord because of his righteousness;
I will sing the praises of the name of the Lord Most High.
I will sing the praises of the name of the Lord Most High.
Poor David! I read that this is one of the psalms he wrote when he was possibly being pursued by Saul. I again can apply this to my life. Not being pursued by human enemies, but by temptations, vices, distractions and my own imperfections.
And potato chips.
Praying the psalms is helping me rise above this world. It is strenghthening my faith. And hopefully the magnesium will help my aching bones. I am ok if it is a placebo too. As long as I feel better!
Happy Thursday!
Happy Thursday!
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