Reset
I absolutely crushed it yesterday — and not in a flashy, dramatic way. In a real, grounded, life-happening kind of way.
I slept in. I enjoyed my morning coffee. I took my time with my blog. And then I made myself go to Omaha for groceries — even though I really didn’t want to. What I wanted to do was stay home, work on the Phase 2 workbook, and have it finished and ready for me first thing this morning.
But my priorities needed to shift.
My health had to move back to the top of the list. I had been eating out more frequently simply because I needed groceries, and that was a backslide I was becoming aware of. So I laid the work down, got in the car, and went. And I am so glad I did. I’m now set up with a solid, intentional menu for the next two weeks — and that alone feels like success.
The Universe has a funny way of slipping in little acknowledgements when you make aligned choices.
I went to Omaha by myself yesterday, so I took my earbuds and listened to music while shopping. That one small choice helped me slow down. Costco is usually something I rush through — it’s the end of the trip, I’m tired, and I genuinely hate grocery shopping. But the music grounded me. I moved more mindfully through the aisles, remembered my list, and focused on quick, realistic, healthy options.
At checkout, the woman behind me stopped me and said she just wanted to tell me how much she admired my cart and my food choices. I laughed and thanked her, but she kept going — talking about the popcorn in her own cart and how my choices made her want to do better.
How cool is that?
A tiny, unexpected wave from the Universe, reminding me that not only did I make the right decision — but that decision might have quietly impacted someone else.
One thing I learned years ago is this: don’t keep junk food in the house. Why? Because I will eat it. 😂
If I want junk, I have to leave the house and go get it — and I have, many times. But that extra effort matters. It creates a pause.
What stood out to me most yesterday wasn’t the compliment — it was what happened after.
My first thought was healthy and genuine: “That’s really cool that I inspired someone today.”
And then, almost immediately, the negative self-talk rushed in.
“She’s probably laughing with her husband right now.”
“If eating healthy makes you look like that, I’ll stick with my junk food.”
“Come on, JaSi — you weigh 350 pounds. You don’t look like the picture of health.”
That’s the part I’m paying attention to now.
Because this journey has never really been about what’s in my house — my food choices at home have always been healthy. It’s about autoimmune conditions I didn’t even know I had for most of my life. It’s about burnout. Fatigue. Running on empty. Choosing fast food because cooking feels like too much when your mind and body are already exhausted.
It’s easier to grab something and be done with it. No prep. No dishes. No waiting.
But yesterday mattered.
I’ve been learning how to make cooking work for me — choosing meals that are quick, simple, and realistic. Frozen chicken in the Instant Pot. A roast in the crock pot when my energy is high so dinner is ready later without effort. The decision is made early, when I have the capacity.
(Doing the dishes still sucks. Let’s be real. 😂)
Through January, I ate at home about 90% of the time. When I did eat out, I chose places with real food. I might’ve ordered a Casey’s pizza once or twice. And one of my 2026 goals? No McDonald’s. At all. (Yes, I love their breakfast. Dammit.) I went over four years without it once — and I plan to do it again.
Yesterday was a pivotal moment.
I noticed my negative self-talk — and instead of spiraling, I acknowledged it. I made a conscious choice to be mindful and begin changing that pattern. I went to Omaha, got groceries, came home, still had a full day, visited with Michelle, had dinner with Dawn, and completed our Full Moon Ritual.
The day didn’t fall apart because I chose my health.
Yesterday reminded me that aligned choices don’t require sacrifice — they create capacity. When we choose ourselves with intention, life doesn’t shrink… it expands. I’m learning that prioritizing my health doesn’t mean abandoning the rest of my life — it means showing up more fully for it. And that’s the energy I’m carrying forward: mindful choices, honest awareness, and trusting that even the quiet decisions are shaping something meaningful.
Journaling Prompts
Quiet Choices & Self-Trust
What small choice have I made recently that supported my well-being, even if it felt inconvenient or uncomfortable at the time?
When I receive encouragement or notice progress, what does my inner voice say next — and how does that voice really make me feel?
Where in my life am I still trying to prove myself instead of trusting myself? What might shift if I released the need to explain or justify?
What is one gentle, realistic change I can make this week that supports my health without overwhelming me?
