Seriously, she does. My pampered pouch enjoys a rather gluten-free, non-gmo eating life. Even her treats are natural! Her hooman on the other hand is the fast-food queen of Central Arizona. Why is this big huge disparity? Well, she has no thumbs and is handed a bowl of food and told to eat!
I know a lot of issues with health today are linked to what foods you eat (whether you believe this or not, I’m not open for a debate). This said, I’ve got to develop an “Eat Right or Die” attitude towards what I put in my body. My research assistant Mrs. mOnkey, has introduced me to a ketogenic lifestyle. From what she has shared with me and my own research, ketogenics has been known to help those with fibromyalgia and aid in the healing of the numerous side effects our diagnosis comes with. It’s similar to Atkins with the low-carb, high fat food choices.
There is just one major issue…I have to cook…like food and eat veggietables. Ugh. Notice I didn’t call it a diet. Diet is a restrictive word that immediately puts my brain on high alert to seek out all the chocolate in the house…we don’t want that now do we? Instead, it will be a lifestyle choice. I will choose to eat crudité for snacks sans the ranch dressing dip. I will endeavor to broaden my cooking skills by cooking a keto-friendly meal for me and my family. I will buy grass-fed cow butter and pick fresh, real food over greasy carb loaded curly fries.
Something has to change and sadly, I see, it is me. Why did I have to pick “focus” for my word of the year!?