Thursday, May 3, 2018

Day 7: And On The Seventh Day

Yesterday was horrific. After speaking with my cardiology team, it turns out the sweating and the spins and the nausea weren’t the diet. The culprit? The new med Ranexa. Classic side effects. I actually used a walker yesterday because I kept tipping and stumbling from the dizziness. My cardiologist changed the dosage. Now that’s exactly why I’m doing WFPB. I want off the meds. Or off as many as possible.

Down 0.5 lb. 10 lbs total.

My glucose is 98.

Seven days of the Whole Foods Plant Based (WFPB) diet. I’ve been told I should have eased into this. Began changing my breakfast habits the first week. My lunch pattern the next. But that’s not this Trost’s way. I’m an all-or-nothin’ guy.

Last night I sat on my front porch and a stranger walked by and he began our conversation. He told me he lives near a corner grocery store in our neighborhood. He likes shopping there because they’re bringing in a nice selection of organic foods. It began a conversation about prices and proximity. He reminded me we live near a wonderful food co-op: Mississippi Market. That’s where I’ll shop. Synchronicity.

I’m not going to post about my progress on a daily basis. I will absolutely post weekly. Frankly there just isn’t enough interesting for a daily update. Oh but make no mistake. A mangled foot and a horrific yesterday are motivations to endure. I will not cheat, slide, or cease. A fundamental truism: Trost hates the liars and the half-assed.