It's Been A Long Time Since I Talked About My Pits...
I have no idea why I stopped blogging. It just sort of happened. Maybe I grew bored of my own thoughts? Maybe I realized there were bigger things going on than my minutiae? I think I just got too busy. But today, my friends, I have something to share. My armpits.
In a time of war, famine and global warming, allowing yourself a little break from the big stuff to ponder my pits is just what the world needs. And I know, I know, I already talked about my pits back in March of 2012, but I figure you recovered from that initial assault and would like to hear more about my stink.
I was thrilled when I first discovered I didn't have to use a chemical soup smeared into lymph-node central everyday to avoid smelling less than a field of flowers. Over time, though, I found I was sensitive to my baking soda recipe if used everyday, so, my panacea was squashed. I tried other solutions and nadda. So now I alternate between just good old-fashioned soap and water and the baking soda recipe and it's worked fairly well - just not as convenient as a one-dab-'il-do-ya.
That is, it worked until this last week.
I woke up and thought that possibly a musky, stinker-of-a-man had crawled in bed with me, as there was no way that odor was coming from my armpits! But, alas, it was me. Ewwww.
So, what changed to suddenly make me stink in my sleep?! How does one suddenly get stinkier while doing nothing? Well, I think I found an answer! (Thank you, Google Gods.) I'm Detoxing.
Two weeks ago I adjusted my daily diet by eliminating coffee, sugar, refined carbohydrates and alcohol from my diet. You know, all the "good stuff." I found I was tired, gaining weight and knew my body could use a break from these little vices. I've felt fabulous - so that's great - but come to find out, when you make dietary changes, your body is clever at getting the gunk out and one way is to sweat it out. So, I guess I should be happy that the junk can be washed away rather than sitting inside my body, like a clogged fuel filter in a car. Vrrrooom-vrooooom! And the good news is, it's suppose to go away!
So there you have it folks. If you stink, as in S.T.I.N.K., just know your body is helping you. If you keep stinking, you might want to think about changing what you're putting into your body. It's like Mr. Howell taught me in my first computer programming class (oh, and my only...): GIGO. Garbage In. Garbage Out.
In a time of war, famine and global warming, allowing yourself a little break from the big stuff to ponder my pits is just what the world needs. And I know, I know, I already talked about my pits back in March of 2012, but I figure you recovered from that initial assault and would like to hear more about my stink.
I was thrilled when I first discovered I didn't have to use a chemical soup smeared into lymph-node central everyday to avoid smelling less than a field of flowers. Over time, though, I found I was sensitive to my baking soda recipe if used everyday, so, my panacea was squashed. I tried other solutions and nadda. So now I alternate between just good old-fashioned soap and water and the baking soda recipe and it's worked fairly well - just not as convenient as a one-dab-'il-do-ya.
That is, it worked until this last week.
I woke up and thought that possibly a musky, stinker-of-a-man had crawled in bed with me, as there was no way that odor was coming from my armpits! But, alas, it was me. Ewwww.
So, what changed to suddenly make me stink in my sleep?! How does one suddenly get stinkier while doing nothing? Well, I think I found an answer! (Thank you, Google Gods.) I'm Detoxing.
Two weeks ago I adjusted my daily diet by eliminating coffee, sugar, refined carbohydrates and alcohol from my diet. You know, all the "good stuff." I found I was tired, gaining weight and knew my body could use a break from these little vices. I've felt fabulous - so that's great - but come to find out, when you make dietary changes, your body is clever at getting the gunk out and one way is to sweat it out. So, I guess I should be happy that the junk can be washed away rather than sitting inside my body, like a clogged fuel filter in a car. Vrrrooom-vrooooom! And the good news is, it's suppose to go away!
So there you have it folks. If you stink, as in S.T.I.N.K., just know your body is helping you. If you keep stinking, you might want to think about changing what you're putting into your body. It's like Mr. Howell taught me in my first computer programming class (oh, and my only...): GIGO. Garbage In. Garbage Out.
(complete gratuitous shot here to help clear the palate...)
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