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Year Four, Day 266: Success at Last and My Low Carb Taco Bell Lunch



 Hello Friends:

Just a quick check in before bed. I wanted to tell you all that I made it through the day without crashing! On top of that, I lost a whole pound overnight. 

I did a happy dance after I stepped off the scale. 1 pound in mind world is a big deal. I sweat blood losing this weight.

And to add to my glee, I woke up practically pain free and feeling UNinflammed. I don't know how else to describe it. I felt supple, light and like everything was flowing.


Even my hooping felt effortless. Now, at the end of the day, I am tired and a bit achy. But I put in a lot of work here at my piano in the basement, giving lessons over Zoom and doing computer work. I think I need to do some stretching and make some lavender tea before I hit the hay.


I ate low carb all day. I had my West African Chicken Peanut Stew for breakfast.


For a snack, I had roasted kale, and spinach/cheese balls.




For lunch I actually had Taco Bell.  I felt so creative when I realized I could order one of their bowls, minus the rice.




I am woman, hear me roar! I am hoping to share even more success tomorrow!


I must add, also, that my success is very timely. My man is flying into Portland this week!

Happy Dance!


Talk to you tomorrow.


I hope you had success in your day today too! :) 


Love,

Zita




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