First - yes, I continue to do daily whole body cryotherapy. At least I do it every single day that I can. When I travel, it can be challenging and recently there was a long stretch (almost 2 1/2 weeks!) where both travel and fate conspired to prevent me from getting my "chill" on.
Was it a problem? You betcha! I came to realize just how vital cryotherapy is in my life pretty fast!
You see, since I started doing daily cryotherapy in September 2016, I had not gotten sick at all. I came close a few times - I was sick when I first started - but I hadn't gotten sick. No colds, nothing. As someone who is always the first to catch any cold, this was a bit monumental for me! I watched as those around me caught and suffered terrible colds, but I seemed to remain immune! It was a bit mystifying, really...
Well, no sooner had I missed a series of days due to travel, lost a good bit of sleep and endured some stress and wham! - I caught a nasty cold that I am still working to get over.
If cryotherapy was, in fact, boosting my immune system to keep me healthy - then, no doubt the lack of it left me vulnerable and exposed when I needed it most. It's hardly scientific evidence, but it's pretty compelling for me personally.
I can only tell you this - for my entire life, everyone who knows me will tell you that I am known to be the first person to catch a cold. If someone sneezes within 5 miles of me, I catch the flu. The period from September 2016 - June 2017 that I went without a single cold is incredibly remarkable and worth taking note of.
Second, my weight?
Well - it's exactly the same as my last update. That might not seem like an impressive victory, but it is for a couple of reasons...
(1) I just returned from a long vacation where I am pretty sure I ate California. Seriously. If there is a food shortage on the West coast, look no further - I am squarely to blame. I ate everything that wasn't nailed down. Wolfgang Puck came to my table at Spago (true story) to introduce himself (still true) and get a look at the woman who ate his entire menu offering - and then the menu itself (possibly exaggerated).
(2) I might weigh the same, but I must have lost inches - because I am no longer a size 8/10. I am solidly an 8 and occasionally a 6. Most of my size 10's are now too big.
(3) I may or may not be eating Dorito's as I write this. There could be many reasons that my fingertips are orange.
Here is a picture of me from one year ago (taken July 2, 2016) and another from last week.
Your welcome to be nice about it, but let's be real. The 'me' on the left looks like it actually ate the 'me' on the right. It's not a bad picture (okay, it's not just a bad picture) because all my pictures from this day are the same...I literally look inflated.
I just want to go back in time to that poor girl, pat her on the back and tell her it's going to be ok...
The funny thing is, when I look closely - the angle is very close. There's no mistaking it's still me. The slightly smaller right eye, the slightly raised left brow, the little smirk/upturn of my half-smile on the left side of my mouth...the things that make me are all present. Other then my hair and slightly darker lighting...and a ton of weight - everything is the same.
So - that's my personal update! I happen to have one more tidbit to share - but I am going to give that one it's very own post...coming soon!
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