tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51497145385992642972024-03-08T04:44:46.761-05:00Bringin' SEXY Back...The Weight Loss Chronicles of the ULTIMATE Foodie!DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-11817391625182484942012-03-09T14:18:00.004-05:002012-03-09T14:30:11.070-05:00Back to the GRIND...<div style="text-align: left;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's been a a busy couple of weeks, and things have been a bit off track. Getting ready for the celebration of my book launch, <a href="http://www.whyshouldmenhaveallthefun.com/">"Why Should Men Have All The Fun?!"</a>, was no easy task. Originally, I anticipated that things should be easy. Deciding to hold the event at a hotel was supposed to make things easier to manage. With the<a href="http://www.ellishotel.com/photo-tour/"> Ellis </a>handling things, I wouldn't have to worry about decorations, food preparations, or any of those other things that come along with planning a big event such as this. But when you make the decision to serve cake, give away party favors, and still have to worry about advertising your event, things can still get a bit out of hand. Sampling cake and deciding fondit versus butter or whipped cream for this sweet treat can have a tendancy to pack on the pounds if your not careful. And don't forget about choosing a menu for your affair. That involves tasting and sampling too. Oh, and if you plan to pair this wonderful combination with wine or beer... needless to say that the diet can quickly go out the window.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In an effort to ensure that these efforts didn't go to my hips, I tried to put an extra effort into maintaining my work out schedule. With the help of my trainer to keep the focus, the hope was to burn off the calories as quickly as I ate them. Although it wasn't easy, luckily for me...it worked, and there would end up being no weight gain during this planning process. Thank goodness for that.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But now that the event is over and things went well, it time to bet back to the grind. Trying to find your motivation after a crazy schedule has wrecked havoc on life can be a daunting task, but a recent <a href="http://WWW.WEIGHTWATCHERS.COM/">Weight Watchers </a>article pointed me in the right direction and provided a few tips worth sharing...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">First, they suggested that you RESET YOUR GOALS-</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Setting small, short-term goals that are readily achievable can allow you to feel accomplished immediately. Short-term goals such as simply extending the length of your workout by a minute or two each day or walking on the treadmill at a higher resistance level for a few minutes can make all the difference in getting that motivation back.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;">Now that you’ve decided that it’s time to get back to the grind, you may be tempted to simply dive back into the deep end of the pool. Bad idea. “When you stop exercising for a significant period of time, your body slows down — this means metabolism, cardiovascular endurance, muscular strength and endurance, and flexibility,” says Sara Haley, a Los Angeles-based global master trainer and creative consultant for Reebok. “When [clients] go on vacation, or have a baby or just take a break for a while and do not exercise, they come back weaker.” This means that it’s best to take a few steps back before jumping forward with your fitness routine. “Take whatever you were doing before your hiatus and start back at a moderate level,” continues Haley. “If you jump back in too quickly you risk overdoing it, injury and burning out.”</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;">Keeping your motivation high needs to include choosing activities that you can actually look forward to doing every day. “You may hear that a spin class plus circuit training is fantastic for fitness, but if you dread both of those activities, it’s doubtful you’ll stick with them for long,” says Aaron Snyder, a certified trainer and nutritional consultant in San Diego. “The less willpower it takes to workout, the better.”</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;">Snyder found his own way back to a healthy workout routine by finding an activity that exhilarated him. “After living a year abroad, I had completely gotten out of my usual rigorous workout schedule,” says Snyder. “So I began doing wind sprints on the beach three or four times per week. This felt more like fun to me than work [and] I began to lose some of the extra fat I had accumulated during my hiatus.”</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“The emotions with which people cope when returning to exercise are varied,” says Dr. Vicci Hill-Lombardi, associate professor in the department of athletic training at Seton Hall University’s School of Health and Medical Sciences in South Orange, New Jersey. She concludes that the emotions run the gamut from frustration to anger to fear to guilt. “Frustration at having to start from square one; anger that it is difficult to find time...to exercise; guilt at allowing exercise and fitness to take a back seat to everything else; fear if the cessation of exercise is due to injury. Overcoming these emotions can be difficult,” says Hill-Lombardi. These obstacles, however, are not insurmountable. Making time during the day to exercise is hard for lots of people — “experienced athletes and beginners alike,” continues Hill-Lombardi. And if the veterans can drop the exercise ball and return to their healthy routines without beating themselves up, so can you.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thanks to Weight Watchers for providing the motivation to get back to the grind. It is my hope that I have shared something to help you get back to your grind too!</span><br />
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<br />DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-8000655735162445662012-02-18T22:59:00.000-05:002012-02-18T22:59:00.313-05:00DANGER: Curves Ahead!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"I've never wanted to look like a model. I represent the majority of women and I am very proud of that!"<br />
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That's what singer Adele had to say about her full figure. Even before her six Grammy wins earlier this week, she was slammed by fashion designer, Karl Lagerfeld, who was quoted as saying..."She is a little too fat, but she has a beautiful face and a divine voice." WTF??? <br />
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I love me some Jill Scott too! "I'll never be a stick figure..." acknowledges a noticeably thinner Scott, even after a 63 lbs weight loss. I love the fact that she simply recognized a need to simply be healthy. After the birth of her son she recognizes that... ‘There’s a world of discovery in his eyes, and I want to be around to enjoy it,’ she said. Kudos to you, Ms. Scott.<br />
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I too have struggled with my weight for most of my life. Despite my most disciplined efforts, I too recognize that I will never be model thin. My reality is that I am a five-foot, six inch large framed woman. I've never had a weight goal, so I'm not so sure I can measure this thing in numbers, but if I gotta put a number on it, then maybe thin for me means a perfect size 12, if I am lucky. That elusive but perfect size 12 still escapes me even as a <b><i>healthy adult. </i></b> I know I am healthy because my doctor never fails to remind me that I am the "healthiest over-weight person he knows!" I'm never quite sure if he means that as a compliment, but I suppose for this purpose that question may be making a mountain out of a molehill.<br />
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The point is, in this regard I certainly do count my blessings. The family history dictates that I should have diabetes, high blood pressure, asthma, and perhaps even cancer. But my blood work and test results show no signs of any cholesterol, thyroid issues, nor any signs of the aforementioned family traits. And while it may be fustrating to have raised a beautiful but petite younger sister who is a perfect "ZERO,"despite having given to birth of three of the most beautiful children, makes me a bit envious to say the least. I guess my mother ran out of fat genes by the time she got to my sister... but that's ok!But I also recognize, if GOD wanted us all to be a size 8, he would have created us all that way.<br />
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So, despite the Karl Lagerfelds of the world, I will continue my plythe to be healthy. Continuing to strive for that perfect size 12 that has so far escaped me, will probably never be too far from my realm of targets. Not because Karl might think I'm a little too fat... but because for me it is the lore of the one thing I have yet to conquer. This one has been on my list for a very long time, and I hate to see anything get the best of me. I have always wanted to be the BEST me I could be, and somethings never change. But either way I win - either way I go, there are dangerous curves ahead! <br />
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<br />DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-49181886701536695062012-02-10T15:52:00.002-05:002012-02-10T15:53:48.146-05:00My Dirty Little Secret...<br />
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Since my mother’s second breast cancer diagnosis, I’ve probably been
healthier than I’ve ever been. Educating myself about this dreaded disease while motivating my Mother to change her evil ways has been great for both of us in many ways. The diet has
been pretty fantastic incorporating lots of lean protein with nourishing fresh
fruits and powerhouse veggies. We’ve managed to keep the diet pretty clean and
organic when possible. My workouts have been pretty consistent starting out in the beginning with four 45-minute cardio sessions. In October, I decided that I needed more of a challenge and so I hired a personal trainer in
incorporate weight training four days a week and increased cardio to six one-
hour sessions per week. I've managed to do the one thing, I never thought I could... I've become a gym rat. So why the confusion???
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After the first 25 lbs. of weight loss, my scale hasn’t
moved. With the increased time and intensity added into the daily routine, I
simply just don’t get it! Now don’t get
me wrong… I understand that I am building muscle and muscle does weigh more
than fat. The truth is, I am seeing changes in the shape of my body. I’ve been tracking my measurements along with
my weight and have noticed a loss of a few inches here and there... but why in
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Although the temptation is there in an effort to get the scale moving, I really didn't want to do anything to drastic. In the past, I would try little tricks, but it is important to me to incorporate healthy
eating habits that will be easy for me to stick with. Starting a “diet plan” that I won’t be able
to stick with will just set me up for failure in the long run. For example, eliminating carbohydrates now,
will only cause me to gain back any weight I lose later. That’s not a move that I am willing to make
permanent. Although I am certainly
willing to reduce them, I love my legumes, sushi, steel cut oats, and sweet
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My dirty little secret really isn't a secret at all, at least to those who know me well. My non-negotiable indulgence is my love of
the red grape. I can live without
chocolate and desserts, and usually do quite often without much
difficulty. I can pass on the martini,
margarita or even sake’ all day long. I've even been know to travel in search of this wonderful nectar of the Gods, and see another trip in my near future really soon. Now that I am cooking more at home, the urge to pair a phenomenal meal with a fantastic bottle wine is sheer bliss. At the risk of sounding like an alcoholic… the wine has gotta stay. Its not just a pleasure, it's more like a passion. </div>
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On a positive note, my guilty pleasure has been studied and is known for its effects for great heart health. Red wine is a particularly rich source of antioxidants flavonoid phenolics. Many studies to uncover a cause for red wine's effects have focused on its phenolic constituents, particularly resveratrol and the flavonoids. Resveratrol, found in grape skins and seeds, increases HDL cholesterol and prevent blood clotting. Flavonoids, on the other hand, exhibit antioxidant properties helping prevent blood clots and plaques formation in arteries.</div>
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Now I realize that is a downside as well. Studies showed that alcohol drinking may increase triglycerides and result in weight gain due to its empty calories, while other also suggested that alcohol consumption is associated with cancer risk. Since the alcohol is more likely to be burned off first, whatever stored fat is in the body will continue to be stored a fat. It is also a diuretic, meaning that it causes water loss and dehydration. Along with this water loss, there is also the loss of important minerals, such as magnesium, potassium, calcium and zinc. These minerals are vital to the maintenance of fluid balance, chemical reactions, and muscle contraction and relaxation. In addition, alcohol can actually stimulate the appetite. On top of that, research shows that drinking before or during a meal, both your inhibitions and willpower are reduced. In this state you are more likely to overeat, and any way you look at it...this can't be a good thing.<br />
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So knowing what I know... and I have my wine and drink it too??? While I know that my trainer will no doubt say..."HELL NO!", my head and heart still disagree. Even with moderation, there has got to be a way to allow my guilty pleasure. For now, I'll just continue to be a gym rat while I figure this thing out. And, if it makes my trainer feel any better, I plan to run my first 5K in several years. (Check out <a href="http://www.atlantatrackclub.org/events/view/2012-hearts-and-soles-5k">http://www.atlantatrackclub.org/events/view/2012-hearts-and-soles-5k</a> ). Besides, my girlfriends and I have already purchased tickets to the Oakhurst Wine Krawl Wine and I am pretty sure I'm not gonna sit that one out! Care to join us... check out<a href="http://oakhurstga.org/"> http://oakhurstga.org/?p=958</a><br />
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Happy drinking... and oh yeah...CHEERS!!! Here's to you!!!<br />
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<br /></div>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-18578669947263886702012-01-29T18:25:00.000-05:002012-02-10T16:01:02.742-05:00Revving up for the Cancer Fight...<br />
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In an effort to assist with Mom’s cancer diagnosis, I’ve been researching cancer fighting foods and foods that can help ease side effects due to radiation therapy. <br />
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It is interesting to note that side effects vary from patient to patient, so it can be a bit difficult to determine which foods may assist and which are ineffective. It is also important to note, radiations effects build up gradually over time. Initially, there may not be any side effects, but in time, any number of discomforts could possibly arise, most commonly, fatigue and skin irritation.<br />
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Noting these, based on my research, I was able to gather the following:<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><b><u>Eating foods high in vitamin B, calcium and iron </u></b>– almonds, beans, whole grains and dark leafy vegetables all fall in this category. These prove to be important as test have shown they are thought to suppress tumor growth and block cancer-causing substances from reaching their targets.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><b><u>Eating cruciferous vegetables </u></b>– broccoli, brussels sprouts, cabbage and cauliflower are all fabulous for their antioxidant boosting characteristics. Various components in cruciferous vegetables have been linked to lower cancer risks. Some have shown the ability to stop the growth of cancer cells for tumors in the breast, uterine lining (endometrium), lung, colon, liver, and cervix, according to the American Institute for Cancer Research.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><b><u>Eating antioxidant rich foods</u></b> – fruits like blueberries, cherries, raspberries, strawberries as well as veggies like tomatoes, peppers, carrots and garlic are all powerhouses in strengthening the immune system and preventing cardiovascular diseases.<br />
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<b> <u>Avoiding refined foods</u></b> - white breads, flours, pastas, and sugars, are not only void of any nutritional value that are eliminated during the processing, but they also cause spikes in blood sugar levels causing the body to feel unsatisfied, causing over eating.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><b><u>Eating lean meats </u></b>- like fish, tofu, and poultry contain an abundance of protein, which is critical the efficacy of the immune system and many other important physiological functions. It has also been demonstrated that protein promotes a feeling of fullness and suppresses appetite, which might form a bulwark against the tendency to overeat every meal. Protein-rich foods tend to have vital nutrients such as iron and vitamin B. If you eat seafood, you will also consume omega-3 fatty acids, which are fats that are essential for cellular activity.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><b><u>Eating healthy oils</u></b> – omega – 3 fatty acids, in addition to olive, canola and other plant based oils, reduce the risk of heart disease and stroke while helping to reduce symptoms of hypertension, depression, attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD), joint pain and other rheumatoid problems, as well as certain skin ailments. Some research has even shown that omega-3s can boost the immune system and help protect us from an array of illnesses including Alzheimer's disease.<br />
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Already for 2012, the American Cancer Society has estimated over 1,638,910 new cancer cases in the United States alone. Whether it's breast, colon, lung or some other form, cancer appears to have touched all of our lives in one way or another. Perhaps you have been personally effected, or know someone who has. For more information on this and other cancer fighting methods, please share this blog with your cancer heroes and check out the following links:<br />
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www.cancer.org<br />
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www.aicr.org/foods-that-fight-cancer<br />
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www.care2.com/greenliving/27-top-cancer-fighting-foods.html<br />
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Perhaps together we can make a difference!<br />
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Next up... Addressing Skin Care Needs for My Cancer Hero!<br />
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I am back from a three month trek of Central America, and I am armed and ready to assist my Mother with her personal battle against breast cancer. Unfortunately, this isn't her first battle with cancer, but I am bound and determined to make sure this her last. She's got a tough fight ahead of her so going in. We know that this won't be easy. Her doctors all agree that chemotherapy in combination with radiation will be the best treatment process for her. She's not happy about it and is well aware of the havoc that both will wreck to her physical body. I can't say that I blame her. The side effects will be harsh... Her hair will fall out. She'll battle constant fatigue. Her skin and nails will become dry irritated and brittle, and that doesn't even begin to address the stomach issues, achy soreness and mouth sores she'll probably experience. Quite frankly, I think that my biggest concern will be what damage will be done to her emotional self being. It will be difficult to fight a good fight without a positive spirit.<br />
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Revving up for this fight will be no small feat for me either. While I know I can do my part to keep her spirit in check and provide her with transportation and support, I recognize that there are many other areas that will need to be addressed. While the doctors do their best to fix her inside, I will do what I can to fix her outside. </div>
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<o:p> The first task I want to tackle is her home. The Interior Designer in me knows that a beautiful and comfortable home in itself, can be a very powerful thing. If <i>your home is your castle</i> and <i>home is where the heart is... </i>then it makes sense that it should be a source of peace and tranquility too. Providing additional storage, great lighting, and a few new pieces of furniture should do just the trick. Throwing in a few great smelling candles probably wouldn't hurt either. </o:p></div>
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<o:p> The second task that probably needs to be addressed is skin care. Anticipating her potential problems <i>B</i></o:p><i>EFORE</i> they arise isn't going to be an easy thing, but I know that she'll rest easy knowing that she'll have a potential solution in the works. Researching clean and perhaps organic, all natural ingredients should be the way to go. I've also got a good head start since I've done a bit of experimentation on myself for years. I feel confident that in time I will be able to develop a skin care line might do just the trick, and not just for Mommy, but perhaps for all the cancer patients out there who will battle the same dreaded disease. Just maybe cancer patients will be able to <i>keep their sexy </i>throughout their battle, instead of having to <i>bring it back!</i></div>
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Lastly, and probably most importantly, I recognize that providing her food as fuel will be essential. Powerful antioxidants, vitamins and minerals should assist with not just the fuel she'll need, but help to repair damaged and destroyed cells will be crucial, both
internally as well as externally. But which foods will provide the best plan of action will require a bit more research,
structure and guidance. Once again, I know that we'll need to go clean all the way. No pesticides, hormones, additives, or preservatives will be welcomed here! Now if I can just get Mommy to go along with it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She is my only remaining parent and I am aware this is the fight of her lifetime. Diabetes may have taken my father… but cancer will not take my
mother without a fight… and this is one battle that I am surely prepared to
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It’s always amazing to me to think about the ebbs and flows
of life. When I reflect back on the ups
and downs of 2011, I am reminded of our most precious asset…TIME. It’s one of the few things we own that can’t
be returned, manipulated, broken or even exchanged. Yet we lose track of it,
squander it, and waste it away, all while we understand that once it’s gone…
there’s no getting it back. Time in a nutshell, equals LIFE. Looking back on my time spent in 2011, it’s
ebbs and flows have been some of the best and some of the worst in my life, but
I can honestly say that I wouldn’t change a thing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Early 2011 saw some of my toughest work, in one of the most
challenging markets, all while in the midst of an arduous economy. My team and I dug deep, and got it done
during a time when no one thought it could be done. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Mid-year, that success allowed me to pack up my life in San
Antonio, and neatly configure it into a 10 x 10 storage unit so that I could
finally fulfill a dream that was only made possible because of the availability
of time and proper planning. The strategy
was to spend the next twelve months exploring Central America while indulging
my deepest desires. Everything from
becoming fluent in Spanish, and erudition of Latin cuisine to obtaining my scuba
diving certification was on the list of things to do…but after only three
months of shear and utter bliss… the dream fulfilled was interrupted by tragedy.
While kayaking and hiking the volcanoes of the Lake Atitlan Region of
Guatemala, I received the dreaded phone call from my mother that her breast
cancer was back. The last quarter of 2011 brought my bliss to an abrupt halt so
that I could support my mother during her war against breast cancer.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I mention all of this to prove my earlier point. Time really is our most precious asset and it
is not promised to any of us. While
we’ll always find ways to “kill time,” we should always be cognizant of how we
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I challenge all of us to use the time we have left in ways
that matter. This will mean different
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EVERYWHERE YOU’VE BEEN</b></i>… (this just might be your legacy)<o:p></o:p></div>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-62232514788059517452011-01-30T12:19:00.001-05:002011-12-20T22:19:29.685-05:00Eagles, Bears and Butterflies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy 2011!<br />
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This is one year that I was happy to see arrive. I don't not mean to imply for one moment that 2010 was in any way, a bad year. Quite the contrary. In short 2010 was a year demanding change. It was a force to be reckoned with and required strength, vision and purpose. Most of which I didn't think I possessed for much of the year. I was just flowing through life, doing what needed to be done. For every great experience, I can see an equally not so great experience. For every moment of laughter, I can remember moments that weren't so amusing. For every rise there is a fall. We are in a constant state of flux. Life is full of change. Life can be unpredictable. But above all... LIFE IS!<br />
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One of the tasks that I was bound and determined to accomplish before the end of 2010 was to unpack my office. Although I moved out of my corporate apartment in June, life just wouldn't allow me the time to fully unpack my life. Necessity forced the completion of the kitchen, living, dining and my mother's room, but beyond that, everything else was shoved into my office to be completed at a more favorable time.<br />
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Within a month, I was able to find the time to set up my desk, computer, printer and a random box containing a few framed photographs from my travels. As I unwrapped them, I noticed a recurring theme of symbolic animals that strangely resonated with me. It wasn't the first time I admired them. Frankly, it was the very reason why they were framed. They were beautiful, and I was proud of my early works. They represent more than blissful memories from my travels to Alaska and Iguassu Falls, but the aspiration to travel more, as I believe it fulfills a larger part of my life's journey. Immediately, despite the mess in the room, they were hung. There were enjoyed often.<br />
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Sadly, not much after that got accomplished, and my office remained filled with boxes and unorganized bookshelves. It bothered me, but I was able to get work done. Deep down I knew that if I was ever going to accomplish any of the goals I set for myself, I had to unpack the boxes and get rid of the clutter. I am a firm believer that love, prosperity and creativity cannot flow and multiply in a cluttered space. <br />
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I was finally able to accomplish my task during the very last week of 2010.<br />
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Strangely enough, the photos began to represent more than just blissful memories. As life continues on, it is becoming more evident that change must take place in order for me to live the life I was meant to live. One stage must end in order for another to begin. A life in flux.<br />
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The photos: A proud eagle, a showy toucan, a pretty relaxed and content brown bear...all separate photos, but all perched in trees, observing the worlds above and below. The others are four different butterflies, each so striking displaying their abstract colors and patterns.<br />
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Eagles. A symbol represented in many country seals and coat of arms through out our world. Even our money displays an eagle of it's face. It's importance is to signify vision, power and strength. Physically and literally, with the eagles ability to soar and rise above the earth, its symbolism represents not only spiritual protection, but brings with it courage, wisdom, balance, grace and dignity.<br />
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Bears. The symbol of patience, confidence, nurturing and protection. Native Americans and European cultures recognize the bear a peaceful source of strength of duality, benevolence, and an awakening of intuition and instinct. Have you ever referred to anyone as "Mama BEAR?"<br />
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Butterflies. The universal symbol of transformation, enlightenment, fertility and resurrection. Imagine your whole life changing or experiencing a metamorphosis to such an extreme that you are unrecognizable at the end of your process. In the Greek, "PSYCHE" which translates to "SOUL" is often represented by the butterfly.<br />
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There were many things that 2010 taught me. But one of the most important was the lesson of selling myself short. Looking back on it now I realize that I possess more attributes than I ever gave myself credit for. As I admire my photos each day, I can now see them with new eyes. Despite the changing winds of life, there's a bit of eagle, bear and butterfly in all of us. Maybe there's a bit of the showy toucan as well?!?! <br />
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Here's to bringing sexy back... Happy 2011!DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-39158275748710530572010-03-29T20:15:00.000-04:002010-03-29T20:15:00.702-04:00It’s The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S7FCEP-ruvI/AAAAAAAAEps/OnNSbeB4Ryk/s1600/Leasing+Office+Tree+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S7FCEP-ruvI/AAAAAAAAEps/OnNSbeB4Ryk/s200/Leasing+Office+Tree+2.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>There’s a tree outside my office. Although I know nothing about trees, this one looks pretty old. It’s not a big tree at all. In fact, it looks a bit fragile. Over time, it’s lost a few branches, and has been pruned a few times to maintain its shape. For only the second time, I watched as is shed its leaves, and replace them with tiny little buds. Bit by bit the buds grew large enough to cover the bare branches it once had, just a few short weeks ago. Before I knew it, my fragile little tree gave itself new life as it burst with hanging lilac blooms and let its flowery bouquet explode throughout the air. <br />
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Spring. It’ my favorite season of the year (next to Autumn, of course!) Just last weekend, I was enjoying the warm sun from my patio, when my family of humming birds let me know that they were still around. I had not seen them all winter, but there they were fluttering pretty darn close to where I was sitting. They had never done that before. <br />
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The freshest fruits and newest vegetables are emerging from the growers at my favorite Saturday market. Crisp spinach, vibrantly red swiss chard, and newly picked kale displayed ever so beautifully, waiting to be bought. Children are out in full force riding their scooters and bikes. It’s time to walk the neighborhood, or take that visit to the local park. Our days are getting longer. It’s that time when we start shedding those wintry layers, exposing what’s really underneath it all. It’s a time of fresh new growth, renewal and opportunities ahead.<br />
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When I started my quest on Ash Wednesday, February 17th, to honor GOD with my body, I believed that the hardest challenge before me was my early morning workout.<br />
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I was wrong.<br />
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Today is March 21st. My scale has moved a total of 7 measley pounds. Trying not to get my hopes up, knowing that this weight loss was due primarily to water loss, I looked eagerly towards week two.<br />
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Week two resulted in zero pounds. Such was the case in week three. Now we are into week four and my scale refuses to move from that spot. It's digital and it won't bunch even a fraction of an ounce. What's worse is... seven isn't even my luck number... that's five!!! I am sure I broke my scale. Maybe my body is broken???<br />
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I am not naive enough the think that I am exempt from the dreaded plateau... but thinking back, I'm not sure that I see where I've done anything wrong. <br />
<ul><li>I am eating three regular meals a day (most days) with two snacks.</li>
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<ul><li>I am still preparing clean, wholesome meals using the best ingredients available, including lots of organically grown fresh fruits and vegetables with grass fed meats and free range poultry.</li>
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<ul><li>I have stayed away from refined sugars and white flour, incorporating whole grains into my diet.</li>
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<ul><li>I have even shied away from dairy, and even though my allergies love the results, my taste buds are missing the wine and cheese pairings. (But the wine is still fabulous!)</li>
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<ul><li>I have even been fairly consistent with my workouts- 45 to 60 minutes of cardio each day, and incorporated some weight training.</li>
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Out of sheer depression brought on by frustration, I boycotted the gym and decided to splurge on my favorite Italian red wine and my favorite "Pacific Veggie" pizza from Domino's. After all, their commercials are boasting about how they have revamped their recipes are using the freshest ingredients available. It sounded and tasted like a good idea at the time. Temporarily, I felt much better. After waking up out of my fog, but still depressed and now guilty for the self-sabotage. I need to get down to the root of the problem. I need a solution, and I was on the verge of giving up... AGAIN! <br />
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I've mentioned many times before, after receiving the wonderful birthday gift of a subscription to "CLEAN EATING MAGAZINE" from my dearest "Twin Girlfriend," I was hooked! Its principles were certainly one that I could live with and the recipes were equally as fabulous. They were also easy to pair with all of my favorite wines, which made them even more enjoyable. Shortly thereafter, I purchased the book "THE EAT CLEAN DIET RECHARGED." As I flipped through its colorful pages, I remembered thinking how much fun this was going to be. I didn't have time to thoroughly read through it then, so I put it on the shelf. This was where it remained until I decided to pick it up again on Friday night while enjoying my wine and pizza.<br />
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I've had the book for months, but I am now just reading it for the first time. It's amazing what happens when you actually take the time to read, instead of admiring all of the beautiful photography! The first thing that popped out at me was the fact that the majority of the recipes restrict the use of sugars of any kind. While I've never been a fan of white sugar, or sugar substitutes like "Splenda" or "Equal", I found it quite easy to replace those with turbinado, agave, or honey. I loved it so much better. <br />
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Another major point noted was portion control. This is something I've always been aware of, but never like to do! I've never been a fan of measuring my food, so as long as my protein portion was about the size of my palm, who cares if I load up on the veggies... right??? WRONG! Especially when the lifestyle advocates SIX SMALLER MEALS vs the three larger meals and two smaller snacks I was enjoying previously. It's all about consistently stimulating your metabolism, while preventing hunger.<br />
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In short, I now understand that it's not just about WHAT you put in your body, but WHEN you put it in and HOW. For me this means black coffee or tea, agave free oatmeal, strawberry wine salad dressing without honey and no chicken or fish with my favorite homemade ginger-mango chutney. It will also mean introducing a few new items I've never tried before, such as kefir, and bee pollen. This means quite a few minor changes in clean eating lifestyle, at least temporarily.<br />
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Here goes GOD again, re-enforcing his message of "Unexpected Challenges." The foodie I am says that I am up for this new food adventure... and it should be interesting. I just hope this will fix my scale!<br />
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So far so good (Lent Observance, that is) … at least until a valet rolled down my driver side window in my car. Now it’s stuck in the down position and I can’t get it back up. <br />
I was bound and determined that I wasn’t going to let that stop me from getting my AM work out on. That was, at least until, the next mornings temperature had dropped to 36 degrees and raining! But even then, I was determined.<br />
My apartment community does have a small fitness center…so I walked over (in what has now turned into sleet) only to find two resident already on the cardio equipment. Although it was nice to know that I was not the only person in our community that worked out that early in the morning…I am still pissed, because I am now out of options. Working out in my tiny little apartment is not an option, since new people have decided to take residence in the apt below mine. The fitness DVDs that I own would require a noise level that would probably make my neighbors less than neighborly towards their upstairs resident. I am officially out of choices… I must pray that the weather clears up later in the day, so that I can walk the neighborhood behind me, after work.<br />
I am in luck that day… but not so lucky the next. My window still isn’t fixed, and it rains all day. My neighbors below have arrived home before I am able to leave the office, and my fitness dvds remain on the shelf for another day.<br />
The physical act of “working out” has placed such a pivotal importance in my<br />
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Lent Observance, I have now gathered that GOD himself is trying to teach me a pivotal lesson. Despite the best intentions… there will always be UNEXPECTED CHALLENGES! How we decide to take them on… determines our real intention! And even more importantly… what we do after the challenge, remains the true essence of our hearts true intentions!<br />
Since then…I have faltered at least twice…but I continue to get back on that horse and ride again. I now understand that it’s not about the experience of specifics of the LENT OBSERVANCE, as much as it is about honoring the same level of discipline and sacrifice that Jesus displayed for us during his entire life time. The period of lent is purely INSIGNIFICANT, if its importance doesn’t translate into the ENTIRE life that we lead.<br />
His life is that perfect example that we should all strive for… but GOD also understands that we are all less than perfect. Not that we should use that as our EXCUSE… but as our EXAMPLE towards that exemplorary life we were all meant to lead… and if we happen to fall sort of GOD’s glory… just know that he throws unexpected challenges in our paths to build us up and make us stronger. T=We will succeed... and we will also fail...<br />
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After all…we were made in his image.DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-30504252814687690372010-02-21T20:09:00.000-05:002010-02-21T20:09:26.926-05:00Honor Thy Body...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S4HY3w72C9I/AAAAAAAAEZk/nnaEzIgVslY/s1600-h/workout1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S4HY3w72C9I/AAAAAAAAEZk/nnaEzIgVslY/s320/workout1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Lent.<br />
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Although the dates may change from year to year… it never fails to sneak up on us. <br />
<strong>“Is it Ash Wednesday, already?”</strong> appears to be an annual query. <br />
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In the days of the early church, Baptisms were celebrated on Easter Sunday. The six week period before baptism were traditionally used to prepare converts for their transition. Later, the church decided that a period of reflection and fasting should correspond to the fast of Jesus Christ. Today, although many churches still honor the fast, many acknowledge this period as a time of self renewal, examination and repentance.<br />
I will be the first to admit that discipline has never been my strength. After all…Why else would I still be in the midst of a struggle to<strong> “bring my sexy back???”</strong> It sure is funny how I can be so dedicated and controlled in my professional life…but fail to translate that into my personal life.<br />
For example… lent observance 2009 saw the collapse of my promise to give up alcohol, two weeks before Easter Sunday. After a long absence, my favorite sushi friends at Osaka greeted me with new alcoholic infusions that needed my approval before making the menu selections. The overwhelming desire to feel special, clearly out weighed my promise for abstinence. In that very moment of temporary absent mindedness… I failed GOD. <br />
I think back on lent 2009 with a heavy heart. What should have been such a simple challenge, turned out to be anything but. And while I understand that GOD is a god of forgiveness, my failure to honor Jesus’ sacrifice does not sit well with my soul. <br />
In trying to bring my sexy back… I am often reminded of a bible verse:<br />
<strong><em>1 Cor 6:19</em></strong><br />
<strong><em>Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God?</em></strong><br />
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This Lenten Observance 2010, I’ve decided to honor GOD with MY temple. While continuing to incorporate the principles of clean eating, I will also incorporate a daily work out regimen through Easter Sunday. For me, this means a 4:30 am wake up call Monday through Friday, with work outs on both Saturday and Sunday. The key here will be consistency, which is something that I have never been good at. The early morning wake up call has always been the downfall of my consistency, but I am praying that last years failure will bring this years success.<br />
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I’ve mentioned my task to a friend who sarcastically responded… <br />
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Funny how the smallest things give you the biggest pump of motivation.DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-20412599588810025382010-01-31T15:14:00.001-05:002010-01-31T15:16:02.180-05:00Here's To GOOD Health!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S2XjhQaGjqI/AAAAAAAAEYU/lSNjx5ne1tg/s1600-h/sick_boy.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="172" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S2XjhQaGjqI/AAAAAAAAEYU/lSNjx5ne1tg/s200/sick_boy.jpeg" width="200" /></a><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">24 hours of non-stop vomiting every 30 – 45 minutes followed by a hospital stay involving lots of needle sticks and intravenously fed sodium chloride laced with</div><div class="MsoNormal">anti biotics and anti nausea drugs were no picnic. Spending the next 6 days on nothing but clear juices, herbal teas and broths was no picnic either…Especially for a foodie like me! I craved pizza…but knew I had to settle for watermelon, since I knew my body couldn’t handle solid foods.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">It was early Sunday morning when I just couldn’t take it any longer! I knew I had to get to a hospital, but needed desperately to be out by noon. The NY Jets were playing The New Orleans Saints. Being a Giants fan, and a fellow New Yorker… I wanted the underdogs to win. That poor team has to share a stadium with the Giants, and not to mention that ALL of Texas is rooting for the Mexican rookie quarterback to be the first to make it to a super bowl. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Dr. Cooper made it very clear to me that I wasn’t going anywhere for a while. I was severely dehydrated with a high fever, and if I wanted the vomiting to stop, I’d stay put so he could fix me up. Since my emergency room suite was equipped with a pretty nice 42” flat screen hooked up to cable, he grabbed the master remote, turned it on, and handed it to me. I smiled…BIG! And then I thanked him for saving my Sunday. Then I asked if there was any way that he could get a nice porter (beer) and some wings into one of those IV drips. We both laughed, as he swung the curtain behind him and closed my door. I guess he thought I was joking.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">As I laid there channel surfing until my game, I wondered what I could have eaten that would have made me so sick? You see… I was 10 days into an all natural 14 day cleanse. I was eating well. Lots of protein. Lots of veggies. No dairy, except for the chicken breast I stuffed with sun dried tomatoes, spinach and goat cheese…YUMMMM!!! But I knew it could not have been the goat cheese. The goats were hormone free and grass fed. That’s when it hit me… </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Since the New Year began, I decided to make a conscience effort to watch my spending. On more than a few occasions, I rationalized that driving 22 miles to the nearest Whole Foods would cause me to spend too much on both gas and food. I could save a few dollars and be a bit more eco-friendly to our environment. Walmart and my local grocery chain are 2-3 miles away. Not usually a Walmart fan… I decided to give a second try. To my surprise, they carried a few organic options…not enough for my liking, but when in Rome…??? I couldn’t argue with my grocery bill either…as it was a good $20-$30 less than what I would have spent at my Whole Foods. I had the same reaction at my local grocery chain…although I still didn’t care for it very much.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">So now goes the quandry… is it possible that I picked up this viral bacteria form a conventional food source??? I think that’s a reasonable question, but it is also entirely possible that my own hand in food prep could have played a part. Possible… but highly unlikely. The truth is… I may never know the truth. But what I do know is that I will have to revise my rationale, and make the 22 mile journey to my Whole Food and Central Market Grocery Stores. I will start getting up on Saturday mornings to purchase from my local Texas farmers at the Pearl Farmers Market. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Either I spend my money up front, and make a conscience effort to know where my food is coming from and how it is grown… or I spend it later in the form of higher medical costs, medications, and doctor visits. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I know I am only one person. I realize that it is easy for me to make that choice, since I only have one mouth to feed. I wish healthier, organic, hormone-free foods were more affordable and more accessible. I know that it’s tough for families…hell, its tough for me! But we’ve gotta start somewhere??? Maybe it’s starting with hormone free, grass fed meats and chicken. Maybe it’s starting with dairy not containing rBGH hormone. A small change has to be better than no change at all!</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">All I know is that…like the mind, good health is a terrible thing to waste! When you’ve got good health… you’ve really got all you need. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">So here’s to GOOD HEALTH!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">CHEERS!</div>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-50490225017697165002010-01-03T18:44:00.003-05:002010-01-09T16:24:18.923-05:00Out With The Old... Reflections from 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S0jz6vikTFI/AAAAAAAAETU/Mq2xnwfU-6w/s1600-h/diet-weight-loss-links.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/S0jz6vikTFI/AAAAAAAAETU/Mq2xnwfU-6w/s320/diet-weight-loss-links.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424853941687176274" /></a><br />I've never been one to dwell upon the negative.<br /> <br />I pride myself on being able to see the positive in all things. I also consider myself an objective person, with the ability to see both sides of any argument.<br /><br />Surprisingly, I am happy to depart ways with 2009... and look positively to what lies ahead in 2010. As with any year filled with trials and tribulations, 2009 stands apart as a year of struggle in many areas of my life. Even when I look back over the blogs of 2009, It is quite evident that despite my forceful efforts to break free of my weight constrictions, I've failed miserably. The truth is ... I am only 10lbs beyond my original starting weight of 2009. Obviously, this is not exactly where I saw myself, when I started this quest last February. After an entire year of yo-yo-ing, I can positively say with out a shadow of a doubt... <br /><br />THANK GOD 2010 HAS ARRIVED!!! <br /><br />Here's another thing I know for sure... <br /><br />Trying to concentrate on doing EVERYTHING WELL... is a fantastic recipe for FAILURE! Why? When you dabble in a lot of little things... you never learn to perfect anything! I know a little about a lot of things...but I am really not a true expert at anything. This is certainly a great thing if my goal was only to be a well rounded individual. Looks like less is more and focus needs to become more of a priority.<br /><br />Here's another thing I know for sure... <br /><br />When I look at my life's big picture and the direction that I see myself headed, It can't happen the way I see it happening,if I don't learn to conquer the one elusive challenge I've never been able to defeat... weight. It's not enough anymore to be the healthiest fat person your doctors ever met. It's time to re-invent myself... it's time to focus.<br /><br />With this thought in mind, I've decided to narrow my focus and dedicate this year to weight and writing. Sure, I want to be a better daughter, sister, auntie, friend, lover, employee, entrepreneur, etc., but none of that is possible until I learn to focus on the one task that contributes to them all.<br /><br />The last thing I know for sure...<br /><br />2009 provided a great foundation for what's to come. For example, one of the things I re-enforced about myself in 2009, was that I am consistently inconsistent. As much as I despise routine, it's a necessary evil that is needed to move me out of my comfort zone. (2) Clean eating combined with supporting local food producers that use green, eco-friendly and organic methods is certainly a foundational course I'd love to build upon. (3) Slow and steady works... as hard as it may be, I am learning the value of patience. I guess I can't be in a rush for everything??? <br /><br />So here we go...onto new year... with the same ole' me... ONLY BETTER and WISER!!!<br /><br />Here's to FOCUSED and FABULOUS 2010!!!DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-62522205651255434912009-12-13T11:23:00.005-05:002009-12-13T12:11:52.464-05:00More Than A Bruised Ego...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SyUWkx7yBBI/AAAAAAAADrI/PSESi-yJRos/s1600-h/DSC08566.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SyUWkx7yBBI/AAAAAAAADrI/PSESi-yJRos/s320/DSC08566.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414758948118070290" /></a><br />Was it all worth it???<br /><br />The alarm goes off. It’s 6:15 am, and I am soooooo stoked and energized. It’s my first full day in Paris, and I am ready to take this city by storm! The fact that I haven’t had the first drop of caffeine hasn’t hit me yet, but there are no worries here. I’m on vacation…and I got dis’! There are things to see…places to go…and I’ve got to do it today! There’s a new city waiting for me…and it could care less if I’ve had my morning cup of java…or espresso, as the parisians do it in their city!<br /><br />Before braving the streets of Paris, my friends and I make an executive decision to stop at the neighborhood market for a breakfast fit for champions. All we were able to muster up were bananas, apples and pears, but we are OK with that, as we are off brave the 42-degree temperature. It’s now 7:30 am… and not long before our #262 bus picks us up, crams us into it’s belly, like sardines in mustard sauce, and rides all 628 of us sardines, to our destination at the La Defense Train Station. (I exaggerate a bit here…but I think you get the point.) We sardines fall out of our can, and enter the mass ciaos called La Defense. Its rush morning hour, but the sweet smell of freshly baked butter croissants fill the tobacco smoked tunnels leading to this line and that line. Luckily for me…we can all read maps, so we follow the signs and arrows to the R.E.R Red Line, which delivers us to our dissemination… Chatelet Les Halles. But its right about now that we simultaneously begin to notice that our bananas and pears have worn off and caffeine is supremely absent from our temples. A little more breakfast anyone??? <br /><br />As we rise from the underground tunnels of the Parisian subway line, and make our way to a quaint little café known as the La Colonnade on the Rue De Rivoli. There’s no rush here, just a few area locals enjoying a bite, before braving the workday. It looks like a charming little spot, and it appears that the owner is calling his patrons by name. Since my French is lacking…it is quite possible that I imagined it all…but highly unlikely gaging by the lengths of the happy conversations. Anyway, I digress, but the point I try to make here is, that this is quite probably the best café’ crème’ and pain chocolat I’ve ever had. My compadres are quite pleased by their espresso and croissants as well…and it is quite ample enough to allow us the energy to aggressively tackle both the Louvre and Muse’e d’ Orsay. <br /><br />It’s now 1:15 pm…and our two-part breakfast has long exhausted our eager bodies.<br /><br />Just a few blocks down, we discover another Parisian find…, which it deems to mention…was not found in my “Edible Adventures in Paris” book, either. La Fre’gate Café Brasserie, was at least on the surface deemed to be what a typical American might deem typical for Paris, based on the movies we may have been exposed to. A glass front corner location, with black and white checkered tile floors, white tablecloths and a mahogany bar in the rear corner trimmed with black leather bar stools and brass footrests. Charming French males servers, decked in white shirts, skinny black ties, fitted black trousers & shoes, wrapped like blankets in white aprons. Typical as it may be… my palette said that that was the BEST CROQUE MONSIEUR (grilled cheese sandwich with ham served in a black wrought iron frying pan) I’ve ever experienced!!! I kid you not…and my compadres can contest! That was some damn good stuff right there…I KID YOU NOT!!!<br /><br />“That damn good stuff” was clearly enough to get me through more sight seeing and another 10 + blocks of walking along the scenic Seine River over to Notre Dame Cathedral. It’s just before 6 pm…and we are excited because we are just in time for mass. Even more exciting to me is the fact that mass is only 30 minutes instead of the normal 45 minutes to 1 hour. I don’t think that it took me 20 minutes to say a pray, light a candle, and snap a few shots before we whisked ourselves out, took 10 minutes to review a contract for a potential contractor, for emergency work that what need back in SA,TX , then and over to the nearest train station to see the Eiffel Tower. I lose all track of time at this point because all I know is that it is dark… and my compadres and I are hungry once again. <br /><br />As we surface from the tunnels of the Parisian underground railroad, we walk a few blocks before we stumble upon another few finds… A deli-type panini shop, with a formmage (cheese) shop, and a little dessert store front serving the most delectable deserts, café’, pastries, and crepes with fruit, Nutella, and other concoctions. To complete the picture, there’s even a grassy little gas-lit corner across the street, with a couple of park benches, which I can exaggerate just a bit to call a park. It’s unanimous… this is where we have dinner. We order up a baguette stuffed with feta, tomato & spinach, another with curry chicken, and yet another with a chicken pesto combination. To our surprise, out baguettes are slathered in an olive oil-butter combination before being pressed between two ribbed steel plates, otherwise know and a panini press. We added Parisian Cokes and Water with gas to complete our steaming hot meals in our hands…and you best be sure that my compadres and I had experienced the best impromptu dinner, we’ve had in years. Content, but not complete, we unilaterally decide tackle the pastry shop, just around the corner. <br /><br />With a fresh strawberry concoction with crème and yellow cake, and two yummy crème Brule’s in hand…the only thing we could have to complete our Parisian food fantasy, was decaf espressos. It’s not he best we’ve had on this day…but fully satisfying nonetheless, even without room for the Nutella crepes, I was determined to try before my French connection was concluded. It’s 8:45pm…and we have yet to see the Eiffel Tower! <br /><br />As my compadres and I are leaving our café brasserie., we venture over to the nearest street corner to orient ourselves. There are three train stations in our vicinity, and we need to be clear on which line will take us to our next destination. Spread out but still within shouting distance… I remembered hearing a loud groaning, followed by a sharp, stinging jolt emanating from my right arm. The moaning still loudly my ears…it’s really close by. It’s behind me… and my first reaction is to raise my right arm, form a fist, and turn to strike the moaning I hear at my rear. Angry, yet stunned, I feel pain shooting up my arm and into my shoulder socket. It's not enough to deter my instinct to strike full force and full fisted. As I turn, fist in the air and ready to strike, I am able to focus on the empty eyes of a scruffy, homeless male, still groaning at me. It is at that moment that GOD himself must have prohibited me from taking that next strike. I want to defend myself, but I am now saddened. Arms raised to protect his head, those empty eyes, now filled with fear, he is clearly limited in his speech and mental capacity. I lowered my arm, and urged this stranger to walk away, and leave me be. He does. My compadres rush to my side, to make sure that I am not injured, and yet surprisingly I feel blessed that I am not homeless, nor mentally challenged. This man I nearly struck, needed help. Clearly crying out for help he has surely done this before. And yet, I walked away to leave him to the next victim. My compadres urged me to file a police report. Make sure that this man never commits this violation again. I didn’t call the police. I didn’t file a report. I did nothing and I am now disappointed in myself.<br /><br />We continued on…and we braved the streets of ‘The City of Love.” I completed my task list for the day. After that horrific moment…I still got to enjoy the beauty of the Eiffel Tower lit at night. But more than four weeks later, the empty brown eyes surrounded by the scruffy, dirty beige skin that charged at me almost four weeks ago…still haunt me. Not out from fear…but from the humility of humanity and that yearning question…is there anyone out there that will stand up to help those that need us??? Was it worth it???DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-35977444529141423262009-12-04T14:16:00.004-05:002009-12-04T16:46:55.090-05:00Things That Make You Say...MMMMM!!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SxmDNvNq1EI/AAAAAAAADpo/vdYyBuVzEDs/s1600-h/Me+in+Giza.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411500699297698882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SxmDNvNq1EI/AAAAAAAADpo/vdYyBuVzEDs/s320/Me+in+Giza.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Just 4 short weeks ago... I returned from a mesmerizing excursion of a few of GOD's great treasures. I was fascinated by the architectural beauty in <strong><em>"The City of Love,"</em></strong> and immeasurably stirred by <strong><em>"The Gift of the Nile."</em></strong> I was blessed to witness ruins left behind by Egyptian ancestors, contemplated the mysteries of the Great Pyramids, and swam with some of God's most colorful creatures, in the magnificent blue waters of his Northern Red Sea. Truly, it was one of the most captivating and stimulating treks I've ever taken.<br /><br />When I think back to the planning process of such an adventure as this...I can't help but to confess... my first revelations were<strong><em>... of course... the food!</em></strong> While most will research guides and various internet sites, one of my first purchases when starting my research was<strong><em>..."Edible Adventures in Paris" by Clotilde Dusoulier.<br /></em></strong><br />Surprisingly, none of my friends would be shocked by this. I've often said<em>..."<strong>the best way to explore any city is through its food!"</strong> </em>Surely, I am not the only traveler out there who starts out by asking<strong>,<em>"...what kinds of food are available???"</em></strong> Am I the only one who wonders about the food specialties of the area??? You say France... I say wine, croissants and escargot. You say Peru... I say pisco, cuy and chicha. You say Egypt... I say couscous, lamb kabobs and karkaday. You say Texas...I say Tex-Mex food, tequila and BBQ. You say East Orange...I say Italian hot dogs, Italian cheeseburgers and potato chip sandwiches. I love food and I think you get the point...<br /><br />And it's to this muse that I ask the question<strong><em>..."Could there be a correlation between food and lovemaking?"</em></strong> Please take a moment to notice that I did not say...<strong><em>SEX!</em></strong> <em>I really did mean to say...lovemaking!</em> Is it such a stretch to equate the <strong><em>shopping</em></strong> for a great meal and wine to <strong><em>foreplay?</em></strong> Or the act of <strong><em>preparing and cooking</em></strong> an extraordinary meal, to the act of <strong><em>making love?</em></strong> Or better yet, <strong><em>sitting down and enjoying</em></strong> that remarkably magnificent meal to a <strong><em>climactic finish???</em></strong> Laugh if you will, but I think I may be on to something here!<br /><br />I now understand why Paris is nicknamed <strong><em>"The City of Love,"</em></strong> and Egypt, <strong><em>"The Gift of The Nile."</em></strong> Paris has well known reputation for offering some of the best food and wine in the world, yet little is said about the emerald lushness that is birthed from the Nile. <strong><em>It gives me great pleasure to assure you that EVERY EFFORT was made to partake in all of the lovemaking that both Paris and Egypt had to offer me!</em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em>You say food... and I say... MMMM, MMMM GOOD!</em></strong></div>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-65492103539224970062009-11-22T12:28:00.003-05:002009-11-22T13:40:43.915-05:00The Quandry... Does It Ever End?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SwmFObHtcsI/AAAAAAAACpY/-pk0r47AoOE/s1600/DSC08167.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SwmFObHtcsI/AAAAAAAACpY/-pk0r47AoOE/s320/DSC08167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406999310479749826" /></a><br /><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal">Writing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I’ve really missed it.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">As is usually the case with me, life takes over and prevents me from doing those things that I love to do.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Writing is just one of those things.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Letting life control the time I have available to devote to my passions, drive me insane. It’s one of those things I can control…and somehow I manage to lose this battle quite often.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Writing hasn’t been the only thing that’s found it’s way to the back burner… exercise and eating healthy have been lacking as well. Sleep and work never fail to win this never-ending war I seem to have with managing time… and not that these aren’t important issues. They too, need to be done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But here it is, November 22, 2009, and well on our way to 2010, and thinking about setting a New Years Resolution. Wasn’t this something I wrote about back in February???<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Haven’t I already worked on this??? </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I now understand why the contestants on the “Biggest Loser” are stripped from their families and friends…away from their daily distractions, and allowed to concentrate on one thing…and one thing only… LOSE WEIGHT. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">But those of us in the real world are not so lucky. I understand why I am… “Consistently Inconsistent!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The quandary is… “What do I do about it?” </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The first thing that I’ve decided to do is… NOT BEAT MYSELF UP ABOUT IT!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I am going to pick my self up and I am going to start again.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The next thing I am going to do is…SCHEDULE IT IN.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">If this were something important, like a doctors appointment or a conference call, I’d be putting in on my blackberry calendar and setting a reminder. Making the time for exercise, grocery shopping or cooking, shouldn’t be any different.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>My blackberry really does keep me on track and focused on what needs to happen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This is something that I feel really needs to happen… so it’s getting scheduled.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The last thing I plan to do is… KEEP IT SLOW AND SIMPLE. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I’m not going to make a whole lot of changes at once.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I’m going to stick with what I know about eating clean & healthy, and simply being consistent with exercise.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I’m not going to spend any money on boot camps, trainers or work out equipment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I’m going to simply concentrate on BEING CONSISTANT…THAT’S IT. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The same will apply to all of my passions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I will schedule them in and I will take more time to enjoy those too.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Wish me luck… AGAIN!</p> <!--EndFragment-->DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-26082893023274191532009-09-20T19:50:00.004-04:002009-11-22T12:28:07.209-05:00All Things Work For Good...<div><div><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;">One year ago this month, an angry force of wind and rain named Ike, downed trees, flooded homes and practically wiped clean, anything and everything in his path. One year later, the cities of Galveston, & Houston are still recovering... still regrouping.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;">Ironically, this is the same force of nature, that I would follow directly into my new home of San Antonio. I remember vividly, feeling its effects from Atlanta. Delaying my trip, to allow Ike the right of passage over the highways I needed to travel. Once Ike gave his permission to begin my journey, I drove across the street to the nearest Quik Trip, only to discover that Ike would deny my gas station owner, delivery of the one thing I wanted to begin my journey... GASOLINE! Little did I know, it would be more than 8 days later before this owner, and many others like him, would receive the shipments of black gold their city needed.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;">It was only by GOD's grace that I was allowed the right of passage, through three states on little more that 1/2 tank of gas. But smooth sailing it was not as Ike decided that I would only be allowed to travel 8 hours before demanding that I spend an evening outside of New Orleans, while he wreaked more havoc. The next morning as I was granted safe passage, my heart was broken as I drove through the devastation. The trees, their children played under, now destroyed homes that were once safe havens for the families that occupied them. Roads below the highway... flooded. And even worse, there was no electricity for miles and miles. Power lines were down as far as the eye could see.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;">Ike finally allowed me to arrive in my new city unscathed, but emotionally disturbed by the havoc I witnessed. Originally, weather trackers predicted that Ike would make landfall on the coast nearest to my new home, racing through it to leave his mark. He decided not to. My new city was cheerfully waiting for me with open arms. Instead, I felt ripped apart from the family, friends and city that I called home base for more than 20 years. Much like the devastated cities I drove through, I knew the pain those families felt. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;">But all things work for good... and 1 year later, as I look back, I thank Ike for that experience. I realize now that it can be a good thing to be stripped from all that is familiar, in order to discover that which is waiting. Like those cities... I realize that I too, am in the process of rebuilding. This is just a part of the process. There are new adventures to he had. New discoveries to make... new voices inside. There's a new tune to sing.... and it's just waiting to be heard. </span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-78040881198083777512009-08-02T21:50:00.003-04:002009-08-02T22:16:57.727-04:00A Tribute to Food and Friendship<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SnZH-nT_o4I/AAAAAAAABqs/88ZhcVSFo1s/s1600-h/A+NYC+kind+of+Love.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365555147088831362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SnZH-nT_o4I/AAAAAAAABqs/88ZhcVSFo1s/s320/A+NYC+kind+of+Love.jpg" /></a> <strong><em>"Cooking is like love. It should be entered into with abandon, or not at all."</em></strong> -Harriet Van Horne, Vogue (1956)
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<br />Great friends inspire us to be better people…to savor each moment as they happen…and to open our hearts. They help us to celebrate the blessings of life and embrace the beauty of life’s grace. <strong>I have the best friends in the entire world! </strong></em>Each unique in their own way, they have a way touching my heart…inspiring me to be a better person. That’s the greatest gift any person could ask for.
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<br />Speaking of great gifts…If it had not been for the thoughtful and benevolent efforts of one of my dearest girlfriends in the entire world…I would not have known that there is actually a magazine published that bears the name of the lifestyle I now try to incorporate into my everyday life… <em><strong>“Clean Eating!” </strong></em>What a remarkable and thoughtful testament of true friendship…supplying just what you need…right when you need it!
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<br />I have only just received my second issue, it appears to be a wealth of information and filled with delectable techniques and recipes that not only enforce good healthy practices, but embraces the GREEN customs that are seamlessly instinctual when this lifestyle is truly adapted. What’s more, I just love their motto…
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<br /><em><strong>“CLEAN EATING…Improving your life one meal at a time!” </strong></em>Sound familiar???
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<br />Never underestimate how the tiniest act of kindness can have a hugest impact down the road. I have always known that I HAVE THE BEST FRIENDS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! When you surround yourself with great people, your life becomes much richer because of their presence. Pay it forward and return the blessing.
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<br />I sincerely thank each of you for your personal contributions to my life, and never forget how much richer my life has become, just because you are in it!
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<br /><em><strong>I Love You...ALL!</strong></em> </div>
<br />DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-71687030170487767552009-07-26T18:57:00.002-04:002009-07-26T19:28:56.445-04:00One Meal...One Day At A Time<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SmziSstESRI/AAAAAAAABqE/sHfO9KhSZIY/s1600-h/IMG_4671.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362910067157125394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SmziSstESRI/AAAAAAAABqE/sHfO9KhSZIY/s320/IMG_4671.JPG" /></a><br />Last weeks posting brought about a barrage of questions and interest surrounding my 30 day experiment. I thought is might be easier to answer the most commonly asked questions, by listing them below…<br /><br /><strong>Q: Does your diet have a name?</strong><br /><strong>A: Yes & No.</strong> Although the “concept” is known as “Clean Eating,” I would clarify by labeling it is as more of a choice or a lifestyle, than a diet. The soul of “Clean Eating” is simply consuming food in its most natural state, or as close to it as possible. Sadly, it’s not even a new concept. Before the invention of preservatives and fast food drive thrus, it was the way our parents and grand parents have eaten for generations. Simply put, if it isn’t grown in the ground…or if it doesn’t have a mother… Don’t eat it!<br /><br /><strong>Q: What are the basic rules or ideas surrounding “Clean Eating?”</strong><br /><strong>A: Ahhh! That’s a simple one, because this is so easy to follow!</strong> Start with lots of healthy fruits and veggies, lean protein, and complex carbs that are 100% whole grains. Try to purchase seasonal, and locally grown whenever possible. It will be cheaper and reduces your carbon footprint. Choose organic, pesticide & hormone free products where available. Finally, avoid processed and refined foods like white flour, white sugar, white pasta along with saturated and trans-fats. Choose healthy fats like extra virgin olive oil. Yes it will be a bit more expensive…but the fewer toxic chemicals and steroids in your body, the better.<br /><br /><strong>Q: Are you only eating raw?</strong><br /><strong>A: No.</strong> Most cooking methods apply, such as roasting, sautéing, grilling, braising stewing, slow cooking & searing. Frying is the only unhealthy method I can think of…but I’ve never been a fan, anyway.<br /><br /><strong>Q: Are there any trick of the trade that you might recommend?</strong><br /><strong>A: Yes.</strong> As a general rule, always keep in mind<em>…”If it isn’t grown from the ground…or if it doesn’t have a mother…DON’T EAT IT!”</em> Also, be label savvy. Clean foods will generally have one or two ingredients, which you should be able to pronounce. Partially hydrogenated, sodium aluminosilted, dipotassium-ANYTHING should be avoided at all costs. Also avoid items that are high in sugar content<br /><br /><strong>Q: Do you find this lifestyle challenging, restrictive or boring?</strong><br /><strong>A: On the contrary, I find it invigorating as well as creative!</strong> It’s actually given me a new inspiration while creating an appetite for learning and a curiosity for new foods & products I’ve never used before. It’s feeding not only my body, but my soul and spirit too! It does require a shift in mindset. I have to make a conscience effort to plan my menu weekly, which requires advanced shopping and preparations efforts. When I do not allow the time for this crutial step...I find that I often set myself up for failure because that means eating out when I am hungry, which in my case, can lead to faulty decision making. Planning ahead is more likely to set me up for success. Over all, I’d have to say that’s not such a bad plan, and not at all boring in the least.<br /><br />I think that I've answered all questions and concerns, but if you feel that there is something I may have missed…please feel free to comment on the site or contact me personally. I will do my best to answer your questions as thoroughly & as quickly as I can. Also, I acknowledge that many are curious about my result, thus far, but please know that (good or bad,) my plan will be to report back to you the Sunday following August 12th...since that falls mid week.<br /><br />Enjoy!~DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-79309532702255207172009-07-12T21:04:00.002-04:002009-07-12T21:44:54.868-04:00The Profitability Of A Well Planned Investment<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SlqNgalY-RI/AAAAAAAABoU/rrSYzyb5C2s/s1600-h/losing+weight+solve+problems.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357750294742104338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SlqNgalY-RI/AAAAAAAABoU/rrSYzyb5C2s/s320/losing+weight+solve+problems.jpg" /></a><br />I have never been one to push principles or practices on anyone…but I have always been glad to share or exchange information, when products, theories, and/or ideas, meet or exceeds an expectation. I don’t think there is much surprise to any of you, that over the last few weeks, I’ve been singing the praises of foods grown without pesticides, hormones, and harmful chemicals. I’ve tried hard to simply concentrate of the concept of consuming only the most natural food available, while eliminating processed foods and products that contain preservatives, additives and artificial sweeteners/flavorings. The subject of my experiment…to adjust my thinking towards a more healthy, and natural lifestyle, while experiencing just how practical, affordable and sustainable such a lifestyle can be.<br /><br />My findings…<br />At the monthly follow up visit to my doctor to determine if a plan of attack might be needed to aggressively defend a family history of high blood pressure… not only was it down to a <em><strong>respectable 126/82</strong></em>…but I also had an unexpected <em><strong>drop in weight loss of a whooping 6.2 lbs!</strong></em> These findings may not sound like much…but in only 30 days, truly they are amazing! Let me share with you why that is…<br /><em><strong><br />First</strong></em>, let me reiterate… my concentration was only on eliminating the processed foods and trying to eat foods in an organic or more natural state. There was absolutely no effort what so ever to incorporate any less or more activity that I normally would have expended. For example, I eliminated “Splenda” and replaced it with 100% pure raw cane sugar (turbinado), honey, or agave nectar. White rice, potatoes and breads were replaced with 100% whole grains, brown rice or sweet potatoes. Meats like pork, beef and chicken were hormone & steroid free, grass or vegetable fed and all natural. Dairy and goat products (like cheese & milk) were naturally homogenized, organic, and growth hormone free. Fruits & veggies were either organic or local. This also takes into consideration, last week’s party, in which, untold amounts of margaritas & beer were consumed, and well as (2) 16 oz. diet cokes (because I was tired of drinking plain water,) ½ of a small red potato, and 1 entire ear of corn. I swear…I didn’t touch a fry or a hush puppy…but will confess that they were screaming my name to the top of their lungs! I wanted them badly…but resisted the temptation! <em><strong>Yeah me! </strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong>Secondly,</strong></em> I was also determined to reduce my carbon footprint…and found that is was an easy compromise, since a lot of these concessions were costing me a fortune. I brought my own reusable bags to any store I spent my dollars in. There are a few that willingly apply small discounts for not using the paper or plastic they supply. I opted for locally grown products when the cost of organic was more than I was willing to spend. When you combine these small savings with ever-growing healthcare costs and medications I might need in the near future, given my family history of diabetes and high blood pressure…I would have to say that I am leaps and bounds ahead of my expenditures. Considering that diabetes killed my father much earlier than it should have, <em><em>I prefer to look at it as an… “INVESTMENT IN MY GOOD HEALTH & WELL BEING!”</em></em><br /><em><strong><br />Finally</strong></em>, let me please restate for the record…I am not at all declaring that this is a miracle cure to fix whatever ails you…nor am I trying to push this concept upon you. I am simply stating that I have found something that seems to work well for me. What works for some, may not work for others…but just it’s one idea, one inspiration, one muse.<br /><br />Since we are talking about inspirations, I’ve decided to take my experiment to the next level. <em><strong>For the next 30 days, from July 12th – August 12th, I will take what I have learned about healthy eating and put it into practice, while incorporating a sustainable and reasonable exercise plan that can easily be incorporated into my crazy and hectic life.</strong></em> Nothing extreme…and nothing more than what I’ve already discussed. Just healthy eating combined with a minimum of 30-45 minutes of exercise, six days a week. And since I’ve already put my money where my mouth is (literally,) what have I got to lose except a few extra pounds???DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-78277349347533195902009-07-06T16:13:00.002-04:002009-07-06T16:31:46.158-04:00Mystery Meat 101???<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SlJbSKO312I/AAAAAAAABoM/Jj9svYy6ngY/s1600-h/Tequila+Garlic+Lime+Flank+Steak.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355443274439448418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SlJbSKO312I/AAAAAAAABoM/Jj9svYy6ngY/s320/Tequila+Garlic+Lime+Flank+Steak.jpg" border="0" /></a>This Independence Day…I had the distinct pleasure celebrating the birthday of the girlfriend, who is affectionately known as my “Texas BFF!” Between the two of us…we could probably come up with quite a few weight loss “DON’Ts”…but I think we’ll save that topic for a future posting.<br /><br />Be that as it may, during a previous visit, her husband and I caught a glimpse of a cooking show in which the host was preparing, what appeared to be a simple but, mouth watering, lip smacking, flank steak for the grill. After we wiped our saliva off the floor, I extended the offer to prepare this delicious piece of meat and bring it on my next visit. A week before my visit, I research the recipe, make a list of the ingredients I will need, and plan a trip to one of my favorite grocery stores. But as is usually the case, an unexpected work trip comes up and I am dutifully out of town for the majority of the week. Upon my return, I find the need to make the compulsory decision to frequent the local grocery chain that I absolutely loathe.<br /><br />This particular location isn’t equipped with a butcher’s counter, so I am forced to flounder the meat section for the perfect slab of beef. Wishing I was married to a butcher at this moment, my eyes fixate on a handsomely- thick, marbled hunk of red cow’s flesh ironically labeled “flank steak.” This is the one I decide…and hastily conquer the crowds in the aisles to assemble the rest of my provisions. I brave the long check out lines and I return home after a most cantankerous trip, to quickly begin the round two of saliva testing. The recipe calls for marinating our steak from a minimum of 4 hours, but an optimum 24 hours is preferred. I want my cow’s flesh to be succulent and flavorful…so 24 hours it is.<br /><br />Well, I suppose that steak is probably not an appropriate choice for a <em><strong>“CRAWFISH</strong></em> <em><strong>BOIL”…</strong></em>but my “TEXAS BFF” being the gracious host that she is…quickly resolves that our steak will be featured in Round Two of her “Independence Day / Birthday” Bash. No on knew there would be a round two…until just that moment, but we were okay with that decision. Round one featured a fabulous firework display, along with twenty pounds of crawfish, probably another twenty pounds of fried catfish, fries, hush puppies, corn on the cob, red potatoes and all the beer and margaritas one could drink. <em>(Probably, not the kind of thing that one would post on a weight loss blog…but I did mention that my friend and I could list a few “DON’Ts”…<strong>didn’t I???</strong> This might be one of them!)</em> The party was indeed a <strong><em>HUGE SUCCESS</em></strong>…the next morning…not so much.<br /><br />The next morning brings with it headaches, hangovers, and a backyard that looks like a frat party was held in it. Beer bottles, cans and hush puppies are tossed around the yard like graffiti, and the decorations are barely tied to the canopy with the loose ends blowing the morning wind. Despite the hangovers and the headaches, the yard is cleaned up and restored to it’s pre-party glory for round two to begin. Our steak which has now been marinating for almost 48 hours, finally hits the grill to bask in its manly, muscular, he machine for then next 1 & ½ hour. Round three of the saliva test has indeed begun. The smells permeating from the he man grill are heavenly. As our red, thickly marbled hunk of cow’s flesh is plated, the beautifully crusted grill marks, and sensuous juices seeping from our beef makes one really want to “<strong><em>Slap Yo Mama”…</em></strong>in a matter of speaking. It’s allowed to rest before we slice into it and see its pink juiciness goodness. Our host and hostess serve it along with hot tortillas, home-made salsa, guacamole, grilled peppers, onions, and marinated portabella mushrooms. I opt to taste our meat alone, in an effort to savor it’s juicy goodness…and with first taste, it’s has really great flavor, as I chew, and chew, and chew and chew some more. As I look across the table I notice more of the same, chewing… and chewing…and more chewing. I brought to this party a tasty, marinated piece of rubber. It’s later that I learn that what I actually purchased wasn’t flank steak at all, but brisket…a much tougher cut that must be slow cooked over several hours to achieve and edible tenderness. And just who tells me about my little faux paus…<em>the master butcher in attendance</em>. With my tail tucked between my legs, my rubber is wrapped in foil, handed back to me, and I am allowed begin my long journey home, hood-winked, bamboozled, embarrassed and led astray by a mislabeled hunk of marbled cow flesh.<br /><br /><strong><em>The moral of this story...know your beef…or marry a butcher!</em></strong><br /><br /><br /><em><strong>PS- </strong></em><br />In an effort to salvage my now badly damaged reputation as a “foodie”… I came home and quickly inserted my thinly sliced pieces of grill-braised rubber into the oven with a bit of the left over marinade, and allowed it to roast for an additional three hours at 325 degrees…DELISH & FALL APART TENDER…but just a bit too late!!!<br /><br />For Grilled Tequila Lime Flank Steak Recipe (I just used the marinade)<br /><a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/grilled-tequila-garlic-lime-flank-steak-recipe/index.html">http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/grilled-tequila-garlic-lime-flank-steak-recipe/index.html</a>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-20615447504263783242009-06-21T20:32:00.002-04:002009-06-21T21:25:33.558-04:00Times Are A Changin’-Happy Summer Solstice!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/Sj7dZelNExI/AAAAAAAABno/s7Ezm6Gmty4/s1600-h/Ying+Yang+Bean.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349956837138305810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/Sj7dZelNExI/AAAAAAAABno/s7Ezm6Gmty4/s320/Ying+Yang+Bean.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em>“Smile, breathe and go slowly.”- Zen Buddhist Monk</em></strong><br /><br />Ever notice how one simple change often leads to another? When I look back over the history of what I’ve blogged, and how it’s naturally progressed…I can clearly see how my thought process has lead me to this current path that I am following. While I am still (and will probably always be) a work in progress, I think its worth giving recognition to evolution, however slowly it may come.<br /><br />When I first began this journey, I decided that one of the biggest and healthiest changes I made was to begin to put myself first, and love myself more. With the stresses of work and daily family life, I’ll admit, this was tough to do. It required a different mindset, than I was used to, because not only did I have to be deliberately more cognizant in my actions, I needed to focus on being fully present in my decision making as well. It’s true, I still need work in this area…but at least I am aware of it now and recognize when I put something or someone else’s needs before my own. I know it sounds a little selfish to the parents out there, but if you don’t take care of yourself first, how can you truly care for those who need you?<br /><br />Loving myself more then made me sensitive to my bad habits. I was able recognize that I was an emotional eater, and that unearthing lead to discovering ways to conquer those bad habits of emotional eating. And now, even when I faulter, I don’t beat myself up about it. I realize that all things in moderation allows me the permission I need to say<em>…”it’s ok…but I need to get back on track…ASAP!” </em>It also led to my <em>“Tune-Up”</em> which resulted in healthier, cleaner eating. Fresh fruits, veggies, herbs, (organic when possible,) and no prepared meals full of chemicals and preservatives that are harmful to the body. Instantly, I started cooking more and eating out less. I am also taking time out to enjoy my food. No more eating while working at my desk. I find a nice quiet place…and enjoy!<br /><br />Lastly, I am trying to find ways to increase my activity level. Yes, I could just use the gym membership that I purchased, or buy an exercise DVD. But the truth is, I really want to concentrate on creating lasting lifestyle changes that I will really enjoy. Maybe it’s tennis lessons, or cycling. Or perhaps it’s a martial art such as Tai Chi or Brazilian Jujitsu. Whatever it is, I want it to be a new experience and something to be excited about. The hope is that I will gain exposure to a mulitpicity of newness…and that this one simple change will lead to another.<br /><br />I am no where close to my objectives and still have a lot of hard work ahead. I think this is probably the most difficult challenge I have ever faced, mainly because it is one trial, I have failed the most. Yet, if I assume that every lesson comes with an opportunity to be better, stronger, and more compassionate than I was previously, then here lies the foundation of a better life.<br /><br />In the meantime, I will just…<strong><em>Smile, breathe, and go slowly!</em></strong> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Happy Summer Solstice! </div>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-39465754722592918042009-06-08T21:39:00.003-04:002009-06-08T22:15:42.475-04:00The Measure of TRUE SUCCESS...Happy NEW YEAR Baby!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/Si3BhnWvMbI/AAAAAAAABnI/UyBvKha0EHg/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+to+ME!.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345141116002841010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/Si3BhnWvMbI/AAAAAAAABnI/UyBvKha0EHg/s320/Happy+Birthday+to+ME!.JPG" border="0" /></a> On Friday, I celebrated the 20th anniversary of my 22nd birthday…or 42! I thank GOD for the glory of his splendor!<br /><br />To me, <strong><em>ALL</em></strong> birthdays are milestones…<em>a culmination of the riches of your life.</em> To celebrate the gift of life, one must appreciate where you’ve been, what you’ve done, where you are going, and what impact this will have in the world around you. In some cases, they let us know, how little we’ve done…or how much farther we have yet to go. It helps us to set the pace towards the life we aspire to, but constantly a work in progress. Most of us think of New Years as that milestone…but I say, no better way to measure one’s progress that to mark that progress with the day of your personal birth…your very own marking of your time here on this Earth, your very own personal NEW YEAR! I say, the <strong><em>“heck”</em></strong> with January 1st! It has been my personal experience, goals that are set on days that hold more personal significance to me…have more strength and hold more truth. But that’s just me…<br /><br />Over the past few weeks…I’ve made some amazing new discoveries and a few more confirmations along the way. I have <strong><em>always</em></strong> been a food lover…and always a fan of the freshest available. I don’t think that will ever change. But as one gets older and begins to appreciate the time one has left…I think there comes a time, a maturity, or a “want” to do better. One starts to place an importance on the footprint you have on the world around you, and develops a quench to “achieve.” Albeit in your own life, or the lives of those around you, tomorrow isn’t promised to any of us…so today has to count <strong><em>TODAY!</em></strong><br /><br />With that thought in mind, I’ve made a commitment to myself to protect and care for this bodily temple that GOD has so graciously loaned to me. I have vowed to only put in it, the <strong><em>“best”</em></strong> of that which is available to me. With very little effort at all except my new found commitment and a few more dollars than I had previously budgeted, I’ve lost a whopping 8lbs. Pretty amazing considering there weren’t any additional exercise or calorie burning efforts. I realize that it will surely take a bit more than just eating fresh, whole foods, but it rejuvenating to see my body reacting to a great start.<br /><br />Interestingly enough, in my research, I came across two women who intimately refer to themselves as <strong><em>“Healthy Hedonist.”</em></strong> One of which who happens to be the author of a book by the same name, and the other, a chef, who affectionately adorns the term, and another… <strong><em>"Voluptuous Vegan." </em></strong>I love the suggestion of such a theory, but strongly protect my freedom of choice. I don't think a little beef, pork or lamb, ever hurt anyone...but the key phrase there is<em> "a little!"</em> Personally, I am a seafood and chicken lover, but I do pay homage to the spirit of their principles. Certainly, I can also personally relate to the sexy connotation of the word <strong><em>"voluptuous!"</em></strong> Of course, you just never know...but it is always a woman’s prerogative to change her mind.<br /><br /><br />I suppose it really doesn’t matter if the pull is weight loss, or even life direction.<br />For today, the focus is to strive for a ...<strong><em>“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” </em></strong>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-4095679426001642122009-05-31T14:30:00.005-04:002009-05-31T15:45:10.464-04:00Tune Up Results<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SiLUQciKmYI/AAAAAAAABk0/eqsY7Q0Gpmg/s1600-h/IMG_4073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342065487017318786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/SiLUQciKmYI/AAAAAAAABk0/eqsY7Q0Gpmg/s320/IMG_4073.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><strong>“You are probably the healthiest person I’ve seen in six months! WOOO HOOO! You are starting off my weekend <em>RIGHT!</em> Whatever your doin’… <em>keep on doin’ it…cuz it’s really workin’ for ya!”</em></strong><em><br /></em><br />Those were the words of my nurse practioner, Jerry, as we reviewed the result of my <strong><em>“Tune-Up.”</em></strong> And I am sure he meant what he said...especially since he spends most of his time helping sick people get well. Certainly great news to hear…but certainly not quite the news I was expecting .<br /><br />He continued.<br /><br /><strong>NJ:</strong> “You have <strong><em>stellar </em></strong>cholesterol levels <em>(he practically danced around the table as he announced my numbers and explained what the acceptable levels are),</em> your thyroid is functioning normally, blood counts are good, metabolic and hormone panel are all within range. Even your pap and mammogram are clear…You don’t know how rare it is to see everything functioning as it should. Your blood pressure is a bit high, but for right now, it’s nothing to be alarmed about. Since hypertension does run in your family, we will just keep an eye on it for now. But that’s it…<em><strong>If I had a bottle of red wine available…I’d salute you, even at 8:30 am!”</strong></em> (Jerry knew I was an oenophile!)<br /><br />But something’s not right…and I knew it! So, I had to ask…<br /><br /><strong>DJ:<em> “So why is it so difficult for me to shed a few pounds?</em></strong> I am apparently eating right, and I get in a fair amount of exercise daily <em>(although I admit, I’ve slacked off a bit), </em>and I even take a multi-vitamin when I remember to take them. But I also have been feeling sluggish, even fatigued from time to time, some insomnia, and even a few bouts with depression... <em>(I know, right... me???)</em> it's just not adding up?”<br /><br /><strong>NJ:</strong> There are a number of things that can trigger these symptoms…but the one thing that I know about you, <strong><em>is that you work too much!</em></strong> Stress could very well be one of your issues. Tell me about your diet, describe a typical day of eating.<br /><br /><strong>DJ:</strong> Well, just prior to this physical (two weeks ago) it was usually…<br /><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em>Breakfast</em></strong>- usually a bowl of oatmeal, or if I don’t want to get up early enough to make oatmeal, I will grab a WW frozen breakfast sandwich. Usually I drink 2,3, 4 cups of coffee in the morning. Sometimes tea, but mostly coffee.<br /><br /><strong><em>Lunch</em></strong> – usually a “Healthy Choice," "Lean Cuisine," or a WW frozen something with a side salad or a vegetable. If I am out of veggies then I will make sure to grab a fruit of some kind.<br /><br /><strong><em>Dinner-</em></strong> is almost always chicken or fish with veggies & brown rice or a sweet potato. Almost always with glaze or a salsa of some sort…something quick easy and flavorful without a whole lot of sugar or calories.<br /><br /><strong><em>Weekends-</em></strong> Dinner is usually out on the town- mostly sushi & sake, but since I’ve been trying to get out and explore the city, so I’ll pick a new restaurant and try it out…and yes, it almost always includes a <strong><em>wine</em></strong> with my meal! Can't resist a great pairing! Could be a margarita or two if I decide on Mexican...<em>this is TEXAS, after all!</em><br /><br /><strong>NJ:</strong> LOL!!! I hear you talkin'!!! What did you mean by…"<em>up until the physical?" </em>What happened after?<br /><br /><strong>DJ:</strong> I got hooked on the <em>"Pearl Farmers Market"…</em>So I'll buy some things there and take them home to play in my kitchen, sort of my version of<strong><em> "IRON CHEF"…</em></strong>it’s been a <em>YUMMY</em>, but eye opening experience. I used to buy the bulk of my foods from the local farmers market at home, but I didn’t know how much I missed that, until I moved here, and didn’t have the access any more. HEB (the local grocery chain) just isn't cuttin' it for me!<br /><br /><strong>NJ:</strong> “Well, it sounds like your on the right track. If I could make a few suggestions, I would say <em><strong>completely eliminate the processed foods,</strong></em> especially the frozen lunches. I know they are convenient, but they are usually pretty high in sodium, which could explain your higher than normal blood pressure, and they usually contain all sorts of preservatives that your body just doesn’t need. <strong><em>Reducing your caffeine levels can also do you wonders</em></strong>…maybe you stick to tea instead of coffee. It could explain the insomnia, if your drinking caffeine after 4 pm. Also try to work on getting into a <strong><em>regular exercise routine.</em></strong> You’ve already admitted, you’re a little hap-hazard…and I suspect that your body is pretty used to the normal exercise you do get in. I say…up the anti, but make it fun and enjoyable so that it becomes something that you look forward to. Last but not least, <strong><em>find ways to lower your stress levels. Don’t cha’ know…stress can kill ya!”</em></strong><br /><br />Well, there you have it in a nutshell! I have decided get a second opinion, and consult with an endocrinologist, just to be sure. After all, just because something is in the <strong><em>“normal”</em></strong> range, doesn’t make it normal for me. And usually, your first instinct is the right one. I was expecting Nurse Jerry to tell me that I had a hormonal or metabolic imbalance or a perhaps a thyroid issue, but that wasn't the case here. I guess that's why I am inclined to consult an expert in the matter. Worse case scenario, I am back where I started.<br /><br />I will still take Nurse Jerry's advice...but now I feel like a dummy! The truth is, he didn’t really suggest anything that I didn’t already know. <strong><em>Frozen foods…high in sodium??? Really???</em></strong> And I am sure that all the <strong><em>“Splenda”</em></strong> in my tea, coffee and diet coke <strong><em>really does a body good, huh???</em></strong> They might be saving me a few calories...<em>but at what cost??? </em> I know frozen meals are convenient…and I also know that time isn’t always my friend. This kind of cooking and shopping for fresh foods a few times a week will certainly take more time than I have available. But now, I am <em>forced</em> to find a way to make the time. Although I recognize that I am blessed to not have acquired the diabetes, hypertension and arthritis that runs in my family, I could very easily have that blessing taken away if I don’t do what I need to do. God gave me this one and only temple, and it is my exclusive and individual responsibility to make sure that I take care of it. I am reminded of the<strong><em> “Parable of the Ten Talents”…</em></strong>If I don’t multiply my talents, I could very well lose them…<br /><br /><strong><em>“For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have abundance: but from him that hath not, even that which he hath shall be taken away.” Matthew 25:29<br /></em></strong><br />Sounds like I’ve got some work to do! </div>DJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09569636911834757311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149714538599264297.post-1284933028573513002009-05-25T19:44:00.004-04:002009-05-25T21:14:07.946-04:00Fresh Off The Farm<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/ShsxhJ2mbiI/AAAAAAAABjM/o21DjhvT4iM/s1600-h/IMG_4541.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339916228828229154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kOouyOODY1I/ShsxhJ2mbiI/AAAAAAAABjM/o21DjhvT4iM/s320/IMG_4541.JPG" border="0" /></a>There’s a satisfaction I get out of cheating the local grocery chain out of albeit, even just a few of my dollars.
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<br />Not that I don’t support local commerce, it’s quite the contrary. When you can buy straight from the source, and skip the middle man, there’s a satisfaction that makes my heart sing. Especially, when the source provided you with the freshest, best tasting produce around…<strong><em>it kinda makes ya wonder??? Why aren’t all my meals this yummy???
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<br />It’s not that I am the best cook in the world. Yes, it’s true…I take pride in preparing special meals for myself, quite frequently. But the frank truth is, a lot of my meals are pretty average. Quite often than not, I make something pretty darn scrumptious, and yet some are experiments that leave me wondering…what the heck was I thinking???
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<br />But in all honesty, last weeks farmer’s market purchases were definitely delectable, and yet they were so simply prepared. The long and short of it was, I steamed the leeks, sautéed the fennel and roasted the beets. That’s it! Not only did I successfully expand my vegetable repertoire, but I got a few new recipes, and learned a thing or two in the cooking process. Remember, never before had I ventured out and cooked those particular veggies, and yet they were pretty damn delicious. This left me in a quandary that I just couldn’t shake. <em>Was the grocery store produce I bought all these years <strong>that </strong>sub-standard as compared to my farmers market finds?<strong> Inquiring minds wanted to know!
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<br />I spent the next few days researching grocery store produce versus those grown organically or environmentally sustaining. After all, <em>organic is supposed to be better…right???</em> Although I am very early in my research stages, the one thing that I found repeated throughout my early findings…<strong><em>grocery store produce is less nutrious than those that are grown organically-friendly. </em></strong>
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<br /></em></strong>“University of Texas, Austin, claims the average vegetable found in today's supermarket is anywhere from 5% to 40% lower in minerals (including magnesium, iron, calcium and zinc) than those harvested just 50 years ago. Not only are those vegetables you been eating at the grocery store less tasty, but may be getting marginal nutritional value. They discuss some of the potential factors in this including use for synthetic fertilizer and the desire to achieve higher yield during a shorter timetable, unfortunately the poor plants do not have time to absorb the beneficial minerals.
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<br />Out of shear curiosity, I went back to my Pearl Farmers Market. This time I was smart enough to arrive at opening, for a much more expansive selection. I wanted to be able to buy items that I purchased quite frequently, in an effort to make comparisons. This time,I was able to get my hands on summer squash, zucchini, and tilapia, which are all regulars in my normal repertoire. Of course, curiosity did get the best of me, as I just had to have bi-colored butter squash as well as the flying saucer looking, scaloppini squash, named so for its naturally scalloped edge. I had never had either…so I just had to try my hand at them. $5.00 for twelve pieces of squash and $9.00 four pieces of organically farmed tilapia. Bargains? I’d say so! And considering that they did not disappoint…I can safely say that I was the one who made out like a bandit! And for the record, my Pearl Market finds <strong><em>blew</em></strong> my grocery store produce <strong><em>out of the water! </em></strong>
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<br />Excited about my findings, I made the decision to buy the remainder of foods that I needed for the week, as fresh and all natural, as those of my farmers market finds. I got early up on Sunday and drove 18 miles to a grocery store that specializes in fresh, organic and all natural products…not unlike that of the WHOLE FOODS chain. (For the record, there is also a Whole Foods here, but it is 21 miles away.) <strong><em>$104.71 later</em></strong>, I have <strong><em>almost </em></strong>everything I need for the week…and I am second guessing my decision, as I am packing my <strong><em>FOUR </em></strong>environmentally-friendly, reusable, eco bags into the trunk of my car. And at that very moment, I was truly grateful for not having the family of four I wanted in my early-twenties!!!
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<br />For those interested is seeing the final results of my "Pearl's Market Finds," here's a link... that you can click ...or you might need to cut and paste into your browser.
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