Category Archives: Alkalizing Adventures

Neti Pot FAIL

This morning I decided to give my new Neti Pot a whirl.  It’s part of the Crazy Sexy Cleanse to use it daily, and since I’m in my transition week, I thought I’d get myself comfortable with it.

As written in on the Crazy Sexy Life blog, this is ultimately why I’d like to be a regular Neti-Potter:

“…nasal irrigation is both comical and practical. It cleanses and protects the nasal passages, counteracting the effects of environmental pollution and treating colds, allergies, and sinus problems naturally and effectively. It improves the quality of your breathing, and hence, your yoga and meditation practices.”

I didn’t have non-iodized salt, so I decided just to use regular bottled water.  Oh, and yes, bottled water is the devil – we happen to have a lot of it left over from Irene, but I do INTEND to get a water filter pitcher over the weekend.  That way, I’ll also be able to use warm water, versus the room temperature H2O that I used this morning.

So I read the directions, which are something like, fill the pot, form a seal over your nostril, tip your head to the side, let the water flow through the other nostril.  So I did this, except the water dammed up in my nose and I water-boarded myself.  Blew my nose.  Tried again.  More water-boarding.  Tried the other nostril.  Nada.

Super-earnest to get this done, I went to the den, got my iPad, and watched a YouTube video about how to do this.  Went back to the bathroom, filled the pot again, dammed up my nose and with burning sinus cavities, I was reminded of the Tadpole swimming class at summer camp.

So I gave up – for now.  This issue could mean I have so much snot that the water can’t get past it, but I doubt it because I’m breathing pretty freely.  Or it could mean I have a sinus blockage and need to see my doctor, but I doubt that too because I think I would have figured out by now if I had some kind of sinus issue.  Or it could just mean I’m not tipping my head properly and I need to keep trying.

It can be torture to be well.

Look little voice, a blank page waiting to be filled

Here I am, blogging.  Pushing aside the little voice saying, “What do you have to say? See?  Nothing!”

My back hurts.  I wonder if/hope I’m pregnant.  I’m wiped out from a lack of sleep.  I’m bored.  Blah, blah blah.

Yet, I am at the precipice of a BIG transformation on the horizon.  Starting on Labor Day, I am starting the Crazy Sexy Cleanse as detailed in the wonderful book by Kris Carr, Crazy Sexy Diet. (Damn you, WordPress, I’m trying to add hyperlinks here to no avail.)

It will be a 21-day alkalizing adventure into green juice swilling, smoothie slurping, dry-brush cavorting, neti-pot pouring, meditation pillow sitting.  Maybe a colonic.  Just maybe.

I am also adding a few additions to really get my insomnia under control: daily yoga, technology detox at 9pm, lights out at 10pm, and up at 6am.

I’m in my wean week, hence the Generalized Crappy Disorder.  It’s going to get worse before it gets better.

Now the back pain has let up.  See?