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New Year, New Boundaries: How Illness Forced Me to Slow Down
I didn’t start the new year with a vision board or a burst of motivation. I started it with a cough. A relentless, rib-rattling cough that forced me to stop, listen, and finally honor what my body had been trying to say for weeks. This wasn’t the reset I planned, but maybe it’s the one I needed. Rest, hydration, boundaries, and the quiet courage to choose healing over hustle. This year, I’m listening. Not perfectly, but faithfully.
The Fast That Rose From Fever
I didn’t plan to start the year with a fast. RSV had me coughing through Christmas, and by the time a fever hit, my body quietly opted out of food. What followed was a 26-hour fast I didn’t choose, but deeply needed. No cravings, no drama. Just hydration, rest, and a surprising sense of clarity. As the fever broke and my symptoms softened, I realized this was more than a sick day. It was a reset. A soft beginning. A reminder to listen inward.
Fasting Forward
After a year that tested me deeply, I’m stepping into 2026 with a 90-day intermittent fasting commitment as a purposeful reset. This isn’t my first time fasting, but it’s the first time I’m doing it gently, sustainably, and with full support. Bone broth, butter, salt, coffee, and tea will carry me through fasting days. Movement, hydration, and emotional awareness will guide the rest. If your body’s asking for a rhythm, a reset, or a fresh start, this blog is your invitation to begin again with clarity, strength, and intention.
My Cozy Keto PSL Ritual
There’s a quiet kind of joy in rewriting old rituals. For years, the Pumpkin Spice Latte marked the start of fall for me—a sweet, spiced signal that the season had arrived. But as my health journey deepened, I realized that the traditional PSL, with its sugar-heavy swirl, no longer fit the rhythms I was trying to honor. So I crafted a gentler version. One that still carries the scent of cinnamon and clove, but leaves behind the sugar crash.
Is it as indulgent as the original? Not quite. But it’s enough. Enough to feel cozy, intentional, and aligned with the life I’m building—one sip at a time.