Yesterday, I felt like I had been on my vitamin regiment for a week, but I checked where I marked the calendar, and it had only been 3 days. I then wondered if I was a time travelling demon, because I could have sworn it had been a full week. Anyhow, I can already feel a difference. I’ve started a liquid multi, B-12, and 4 various tablet vitamins. I also bought a bottle of flaxseed oil, because the tablets I found only came in boulder size.
I should have gone with the possibility of choking to death. You will never see my pussy ass on the reborn Fear Factor, because I couldn’t even get a little liquid omega 3, 6, and 9 down my throat. It smells like fish oil, and the taste, and texture is horrid. I don’t swallow ANYTHING with a slick, and slimy texture. You know like…oysters or whatever.
Back to the difference I’ve noticed. I’m experiencing a get up and go, go, go, now, now, now sensation. I had opened my eyes around 4am on a day my husband was off from work. I laid in bed thinking, wow I am so freakin’-A ready to get up, and if I do, think of all the extra crap I could get done. I could barely see his face but I still stared through my hubs wondering, when is HE going to get up, Jeez, come on already! I’m up–why isn’t he up! Ass! I eventually talked myself out of rising, because if I did the dogs might have went off like hungry hell hounds, and disturbed the whole house at 4am. My daughter doesn’t have to get up for school until 7am so I didn’t want to chance it.
Through out the day I’m finding myself having the urge to clap and cheer to the family, like an overly perky high school cheerleader fresh from doin’ half the football team. Now, anyone who knows me would never use the word “perky” to describe me. I have no desire to even be “perky.” Honestly, the word “perky” makes me think of the type of cracker-white girl that I am not, nor ever have been. I had “Gimmie That Nut” by Eazy E memorized at 16, that’s all I’m sayin’.
But, it’s these goddamn vitamins!
The thing that is the big kick in the ass, even with all this new found excitement coursing through my veins…I still fucking hate exercising. As the kids say these days…FML!