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Hubby swears I’ve gone round the bend. For those of you not living in Southern Indiana, Kentucky or Tennessee, “gone round the bend” means about the same as ” suffering from diminished mental capacity.”
Feb 20 (Day 51): To Do List by dmachiavello, on Flickr
I have water kefir granules rehydrating in one corner of the kitchen so I can try making some delicious homemade (and healthy) soda pop. In another corner is my ever-present kombucha bowl and second-ferment flavored bottles of the stuff. In yet another corner is some villi culture, rehydrating itself so next week it can make me some lovely villi—a yogurt-type cultured food. In the cupboard are vanilla beans in bourbon turning themselves into vanilla extract. In another cupboard, lemon peels are soaking in olive oil in two jars: one will become insect repellent, the other jar will become furniture polish. I’ve devoted an entire shelf to cheesemaking supplies so when my kit comes next week I can make some mozzarella. Four quart canning jars of chicken stock are cooling on the counter next to the dehydrator that is humming along full of the last of the season’s strawberries. A grocery sack full of pecans, hammer and nut-pick hangs from a drawer handle. The sponge that will become tonight’s bread is proofing on top of the microwave. There was no room in the kitchen for the slow cooker full of beans, rice and greens that we’re having for dinner, so it got sent out to the dining room. A pot of blackberries is simmering itself into preserves. I just finished taking inventory of my soapmaking supplies and am calculating lye percentage based on the available oils in the bottom of my bedroom closet.
Hubby just came to ask what was for lunch. I don’t know why, but it took me a moment to register the question, and I guess I kind of had a dumbfounded look on my face. He cracked up and said, “Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink!” He laughed himself all the way back to his home office to work some more while he patiently waits for his lunch.
Oh, shoot, that’s right. I need to refill the water cooler! Better put that on the list…
Sun by jalalspages, on Flickr
Readers, I need your help! I have noticed that being in the sunshine completely saps me of energy. Let me describe this so you know what I mean:
I get up, brimming with energy, ready for the day. I do a few chores around the house and decide it’s a great day to take the kids to the pool or go hit a bucket of balls. I load up, get out in the fresh air and sunshine and are fine for about the first 20 minutes. A little tiredness sets in, then the exhaustion comes in waves. By the time I get home, an hour later, I am wasted for the day. I’m not sleepy, so a nap doesn’t help. All I can do is sit. My arms feel like weights, my legs groan under me when I try to walk, my neck complains about the weight of my head. I’m exhausted to the point of emotional outbursts and my muscles ache. I can’t wait for bedtime, but when bedtime comes, all I do is lay there staring at the ceiling.
My first thought was, “This isn’t the sun, it’s the heat.” But it happens as often in 60° weather as 90°. It happens as often in March as July, and happens less on cloudy days than full sun regardless of temperature or humidity. It takes longer for me to feel the effects in March and October, but I do still feel them regardless of the temperature.
My second thought was, “Ah, muscle aches plus mental confusion plus tired equals dehydration!” That’s not it, I stay well hydrated with coconut water or coconut kefir in the sun, and I don’t show other indicators of dehydration (dark or minimal urine).
Now I’m leaning toward some function in my body that synthesizes Vitamin D out of sunlight being out of whack, taking more energy to do its job than normal. But I have no similar energy drain from consuming a food or supplement (like my beloved cod liver oil) high in Vitamin D.
I am totally at a loss. Does anyone else experience this or have any tips on where I can start looking for something being out of whack?
The Dark Side of Fat Loss
