~Fell down, got up~

At the end of this week of major pressure from a deadline i had a lot of work to do to prepare for, I blew it...ordered pizza, 2 nights in a row...& still feel soooo bloated from the salt, so plugged up, so gross...each time I've broken raw, it makes me more & more aware of how it affects me physically...{I'm paying more attention now, i guess} and each time, it's easier to walk away, & not have it turn into a weeklong {or monthlong, like it used to!} struggle~
This time, i got right back to raw after the 1st one, but gave in, in exhaustion & weakness again the next night, & then, i recognized that it was too much for my body, & it wanted/could handle no more! I was able to just stop then, & get raw again, & could feel my body's response, like a big sigh of "Whew, thank-you...now please don't do that again!" Yesterday & today, after doing that to myself, I've had little appetite...{& feel like i need to take in a bunch of fiber, if ya know what i mean!} I'm grieved that i blew it, but also relieved to recognize that I'm learning to listen to my body's messages clearer than ever before, & respond apporopriately, rather than how i used to!
Today, I'm returning to taking the time to do what i know my body needs, now that the pressure of the last week is over...time for juicing, smoothies, movement, fresh air, sunshine, & nothin' but raw, natural, healthy nourishment!
{& my weight went up 8 lbs from all the salt & junk in those 2 meals! 8 lbs!!! Yuck! It was sooooooooooooooooo not worth it, for so many reasons!!!
Lesson learned..well, ok, RE-learned!}