"Normal"

So earlier as I was washing dishes I started to come up with a mental list of things that have changed since I went raw. Way more energy, no depression, focus, weight loss, improved immune system (I had a terrible sore throat one night and it was just *POOF* gone the next morning), and most of all....one of the major reasons I started this in the first place.... was that my hands didn't hurt like they used to. The first thought that went through my head was that I can move them when I wake up, which is AMAZING. Before, it would take me a long time to be able to even wiggle a finger. I couldn't make a fist, which I can now do.

Of course that didn't happen overnight, it's been about a week and a half. The first couple of days they were LESS stiff, but still a little hard to move. I was thinking about that and this is how the sentence happened in my head....

"Well they were still kind of stiff for a few days but that's normal for me."

and then I thought about that.

NORMAL?!?!

Not being able to move your hands in the morning should never be considered normal.

How sad is it that everyday, all across the world, people have headaches and body aches and digestive issues and a myriad of other ailments and just chalk it up to being "normal" for them. Most of them do not even realize the correlation between how they feel and what they are putting in their bodies. When you eat bad you are going to feel bad, plain and simple. When you eat food that is full of life, you will feel the same.

For me that has been kind of key to this being the time that I went raw that it just "clicked'. I am fairly in tune with my body and I could FEEL the difference in how I felt when I ate certain things. When that kind of thing happens you start to look at food almost as a poison. I used to eat things knowing that when I woke up the next day I would feel like someone dipped my hands in cement. Food should be your fuel. I remembered how amazing I felt when I went raw before and it just made sense. Why wouldn't I want to feel that good?? I had even set a "start" date of April 1st so that I could indulge in all my favorite foods one last time, and then woke up one day with hurty hands one day and said "Enough is enough. No more. I don't want to wait to feel good, I want to feel good NOW."

I never did understand those "Get Well Soon" balloons...
I always thought they should say "Get Well NOW!!"