The Morning Sun...
is streaming in my bedroom windows as I write. :) It's going to be a beautiful...if ice cold...kind of day here. I started raw yesterday with a lovely banana/strawberry smoothie and never made it past lunch with raw.
I've realized that the cold weather has everything to do with my ability to eat raw. It's been in the single digits to below freezing and it's just impossible. I shiver and shake and that's if I don't have something I must do outside the house. What's a rawbie to do?
I haven't been beating myself up, but I'm am disappointed. The desire is there...to eat well and exercise, but the minute I have to go out in this coldness all I want to do is get back to warmth and curl up with a good book...some tea and then a warm meal follows. Icarumba!
So, I ate a room temperature banana for breakfast. I'm still trying. Not succeeding, but I haven't given up the goal. :)
I feel like every meal that is raw is better for me than just giving up all together. Every day I'm closer to spring and the hope of actually exercising outside. I must keep pressing on and waiting for warmer days...they will come. And when they do, I will be ready.