Damn. I reek.

Lately, I smell sour. It’s my sweat. I think it’s because I have been slowly losing weight. When I’m not losing weight, I don’t notice my sweat. But when I am losing weight, I notice an odor.

Actually, I can be more specific.

I have lost and regained weight many times in my life. But I never noticed a sour smell when I losing said weight. But during the past year, I have tried to go gluten-free a few times; and every time I go gluten-free, I notice my sweat becomes sour. Right now, I am about two months into being gluten-free, and the sour smell has been present the entire time.

It’s easy to think, Holy shit, my body needs gluten! But I think that’s not true. I think my body is in the process of getting rid of whatever toxins had accumulated in my body from too many years of too many carbs, and I just need to be patient.

I’m not going to try to mask the sour smell with perfume because perfume makes me nauseous.

When I got my first tarot reading at the beginning of the year, the reader told me that I need to sweat. When I saw my doctor for the first time in 2018, she also told me to sweat. The message is clear: get sweaty! I even bought a Groupon to try an “urban sweat lodge” that wraps you up in blankets and heating pads for an hour to give you the most intense sweat experience of your life.

I let the Groupon expire.

I was busy. Being a mom is hard work. But mostly, I think I was just letting Resistance make excuses so I would procrastinate and avoid losing the weight.

I think it’s time for me to stop procrastinating, listen to my body, and book an appointment for the urban sweat lodge.

Here’s to lots of sour sweat!