I've written and deleted the intro part of this challenge several times because there's a lot going on behind it but I keep writing a novel for background. No one wants to read that. I don't want to write it. But I kissed the Blarney Stone when I was 11 and here we are.
tl;dr for those who don't know: I have PTSD thanks to some bullshit and it makes shopping for, prepping, and cooking food incredibly difficult. I currently live with some of the people responsible for the aforementioned bullshit, which adds an extra layer of suck. And because all 3 of us have schedules that can vary wildly from week to week, it's almost impossible to come up with a reliable solution that I can fall back on.
Near the end of the last challenge I went to a nutritionist hoping for ways around my issues. Got some good advice, but not the answers I really wanted. @Tanktimus the Encourager pointed out that my issues aren't really nutrition-related, they're trauma-related and not really things I can control. In hindsight, duh the nutritionist can't help with that. And then last night when I was having trouble falling asleep because it's hotter than Satan's armpit, I was thinking about what to do for this challenge and the quote "let Food be thy medicine” popped into my head. And you know what? I can do that. I know from experience that eating certain foods and eliminating others from my diet makes me feel a lot better and reduces symptoms of some of my health problems. I can baby step my way into making that happen without putting too much strain on myself or using up too many spoons. Time to fix some stuff.
Eat 1 dairy-free meal daily.
Drink 1 cup of ginger tea daily. *
Eat 3 servings of freggies daily.
No eating after midnight.
if I'm out late Lyfting and need food when I get home, eat something light soon after getting home.
Move for 10 minutes: walk, yoga, GMB routines, etc.
Make something in the Instant Pot.
Bad Day Protocol!
Eat a freggie.
Take a shower.
Pet a cat.
If it's a day where everything is too hard and I'm just going to watch TV all day or something, watch an episode or two of Good Eats. May as well learn something while hiding from the world.
Bad Day Protocol exists because a.) mental health issues and b.) the second anniversary of my mother's death is coming up on 8/12 and while I honestly can't say I'm really broken up about it, there's a lot of baggage that goes along with it and is wreaking some havoc.