No, this is not another ‘no longer vegan,’ posts. It’s just a commentary on trying work around meds and supplements that aren’t exactly veg-friendly.
It’s a struggle, y’all. Not sticking to my way of eating, but trying to find vegan supplements and meds. I’ve found many that work, but not all are veg-friendly. Does it make me less compassionate? No. It means I’m one of the many dealing with this.
If you choose to judge me based on this mindset, so be it. Step into body on a high pain day(well, week) and talk to me afterward. I’m doing what needs to be done while I find the optimal balance.
Does it mean veg-friendly instead of certified vegan supplements? If the veg-friendly products work best, yes. Does it mean dealing with meds that have no vegan alternative? Yes, unfortunately. Does it make me sad? Yes.
I need to keep it together while on the journey. On days like today, that means healing by any means necessary.
I know my post yesterday focused on how my current protocol has little to no effect on my pain flares. But before and after flares, I’m relatively pain-free. I’ve found the combination of prescription meds and nutritional supplements that work for me. Vegetarian-friendly formulas for Glucosamine and MSM, Magnesium, Calcium, and Zinc, protein and superfood blends, and turmeric work wonders.
Because I’ve shared far and wise about my love of turmeric and its benefits, Vitavana approached me and offered a free bottle of its professional-grade supplement. I gave it a try and definitely feel the difference between it and a lesser-quality supplement.
Turmerex Turmeric 95% Extract comes in a easy-to-swallow vegetarian capsule. Each capsule contains 712.5mg of curcumin and 5 mg of BioPerine. Curcumin is the active compound in turmeric that’s reported to help reduce inflammation and boost the immune system. BioPerine is a patented form of black pepper that boosts the body’s ability to absorb the curcumin. It does not upset my stomach, even when the recommended daily dose is doubled. I take mine in the morning with breakfast because when I don’t, I feel it. Unlike some supplements, Turmerex has no real flavor and I can easily swallow it without water. I also add turmeric to my food daily. It’s included in at least one meal every day when I’m at home or have a prepared dish with me.
Life before turmeric and life with turmeric are totally different. I do not ache as much with it in my protocol. I could not tell you how much the inflammation is reduced, but it is. I am not as still or creaky first thing in the morning of after a longer session working at my desk.
Remember, I am not a health professional. Anything I share here has been tried by me, and sometimes the experiments are unsuccessful. I recommend you discuss any changes in your protocol with your doctor.
If you make turmeric supplementation a part of your protocol, give Turmerex a try. Each 60-capsule bottle is $39.95 with free shipping if you have Amazon Prime. Vitavana offers a 60-day money back guarantee, so you could try the bottle and risk-free. Turmerex is made in the US in an NSF-certified, FDA-compliant facility.
I’ll share more about what I take and why in other posts. What works for me may not work for you.
Do you take turmeric?
Yes, it’s a new month complete with a new tropical storm (hi, Bertha). Kids are heading back to school, tax-free shopping weekend sales are starting, and the thought of a quiet house between 8 and 3 pm is making parents giddy.
Sorry, kids. Well, no, not really.
To me, the start of a new month is time to reflect on the gains of the previous month and set new targets for the current month. Notice I said gains? It’s my way of focusing on the positive. In July I increased resistance, speed, and strength. I hit a smaller size. I wanted to shop for clothing instead of just grabbing whatever I thought would fit. It sunk in that I need to eat if I’m going to succeed. No more drastic cuts to calorie intake. For August I want to increase my aquatic therapy sessions. I want to wear a certain top and have it look good. I want to improve on July’s fitness targets. See, all positive and also realistic and attainable. It took years to fall apart and it takes time to fully recover, heal, and thrive.
What are your August targets? You can reach them. I’ll be right here, cheering you on.
My progress may not me the same as yours, and that’s okay. Progress is the goal. Consistency is key.
I am sore and hate every second of it, but am walking on air! Another three pounds, gone! Another few inches, gone! While my official measurement day is a week away, I decided to take a peek. After this past few days of pain, I needed something to make me feel like the work is paying off. It’s paying, baby!
Clean eating + working as hard as I can = progress. My progress may not me the same as yours, and that’s okay. Progress is the goal. Consistency is key. It took me a long, long time to learn that. It finally clicked and things are moving in the right direction.
I will get through this. I will continue to work within safe parameters while working hard. I will continue to get stronger. I will continue down this path.
Here’s to finding the path that is yours. And finding success on it.
Until next time, peace.
And oh man am I getting my ass kicked right now. In addition to my usual pain, my clumsy side decided I needed more pain. I stepped on a dog bone, slipped on my naked floors, and hit hard. And bounced. I haven’t bounced before because I can usually catch myself. My head bounced and I could swear I heard a crack. No fear, the head and floor are intact.
You know it’s bad when the dogs go silent. I got up, crawled to the couch, climbed up, and laid there for a couple of hours.
You know how moms try to do everything while trying to keep her issues to herself? That’s me to a point. I got up, made dinner, and kept fairly quiet about how much it hurt. I felt a little better on Saturday and ran errands on Sunday. That was unwise. My pain went from 7 to 11 on the 1-10 scale and all I want to to is sleep. Crying takes too much energy.
I hate being a downer. Hate it! I hate being stuck. I know what happens when I push too hard instead of listening to my body, but I did it anyway. I do it anyway. And I end up here yet again; in pain, hating every second of it.
Turbo Jam was fun this morning, but I’m paying for it. I think I’ll need to adjust my workout schedule thanks to my knee and no thanks to the dogs. I so want to be angry, but Fred is giving me the ‘I love you, momma‘ face and curled up under the desk, resting her feet on my feet. Awww. Demon!
I’m not eating my annoyance away, which is a good thing. But I am slacking off with my assignment, so I need to end this shortly.
The appraisal is today. I’m kind of stressing about it, but it’s out of my hands. And it being out of my hands will help me keep junk food out of my hands and mouth.