40 Days, Over Halfway There

Okay, I admit it. I didn’t measure my food today. I operated visually. I need to get back to measuring to assure my accuracy.

I don’t think I hit six cups today, but I was close. I started the day with my fruit with almond milk. Had a lunch of pizza and a large salad. Dinner was plenty of refried beans with tomatoes and and some chips. So, not a great health food wonder day, but it wasn’t horrible either. For years my typical days had cereal, grilled cheese, and pasta with sauce from a jar pretty often. Today had some green stuff. Heck, it had multiple colors of fruits and vegetables. I feel okay about that. It was kind of slacker, but kind of good caring too. That’s an okay thing to do.

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The Question of the 39th Day

39 days in to this challenge to increase my fruits and vegetables intake and I’m doing well with getting at least six cups a day. Since I added in an effort to increase my water intake a couple weeks ago I’ve been mostly doing better on that too though the last couple days I’ve probably been running a bit dry. I can feel the dull headache now and need to get myself a couple more cups. I’m not doing well on decreasing the number of times I go out for pizza or the amount that I eat. I am going out to other restaurants less though.

That brings me to the question. I’ve been having a tough time at my work for quite a while now, but it ebbs and flows. Recently, it’s been quite frustrating and I’ve found myself feeling my self-confidence ebb away and just generally feeling down. Then, I go out for pizza. I find myself wondering– is it the fact that I am feeling worn, beaten by my workplace, and just down on myself that leads me to eating something that I know isn’t good for me and that doesn’t even taste as good as the many homemade dishes that I can treat myself with or is that I am eating something that doesn’t taste all that good and isn’t good for me that is pushing me into feeling down, worn and beaten? It is that circle, much like the cycle of addiction I suppose. So how do I get out?

Six Weeks and Where Am I At?

Okay, so I disappeared for a few days there. I needed to step away for a bit for my own self care. Work has been a challenge. I love my job and the people I work with are great. Moving from working in grassroots organizations to a liberal arts university in a time that is particularly difficult for small, public, liberal arts universities is tough.

Some days things go well and some days, not so much. There is much more behind that, but as those who work in large hierarchical organizations know, sometimes those stories need to wait. I will say that I was proud of myself this past week on one of those really tough days at work. Instead of diving into depression with sugar and junk food for my lunch, I found a quiet spot outside and rested my spirit with fresh vegetables and hummus and fed myself with positive self talk. That’s a huge step.

From there I just needed a few days to not think too much about my current work and instead once again focus on dreams. There are some possibilities that dreams may come true. I’ve got two interviews coming up in the next week or so with nonprofits focused on healthy eating and growing food. Both are back home in Wisconsin and within any easy travel time to my family. Taking care of myself is a good thing and may just be giving me a path to taking care of my community.

Meanwhile, I’m remaining pretty consistent with about six cups of fruits and vegetables a day. There is much to be proud of.

37 Days

I don’t really know what to say about today, other than I am getting back on track. I ate about six cups of fruits and vegetables and I’m feeling good.

I am noticing that I am still coming off of the sugars and starches of the weekend. I won’t get into it beyond saying that too much sugar means a lot of trips to the restroom.

So, I keep working on getting back in balance. I trust that I can do it.

How Do We Respond To All The Violence?

Some of my students and I were meeting today for our regular learning circle. It turned out not to be the circle I’d expected. I’d gone in with a list of questions and updates to make sure that everyone’s community projects were on task and ready to be done in just a few weeks.

Instead, we got into other conversations. One of the topics of conversation was the recent mass shootings. We discussed how violence has become the norm, the students spoke to how their response to the growing number of shootings in our country is to do their best to ignore it. They expressed how this is the only way that they feel they have to handle the immense fear, grief, and anger. They spoke of becoming hardened to feeling.

I suggested to them that this hardening seems to me much like that of depression or burnout and that maybe our society is burned out and that’s not okay. They agreed that this may be the case. Not surprisingly, they had no clear answers on what to do. But, I think the conversation was good and healthy and maybe part of what needs to be done. They talked with each other. We came together as community and acknowledged our fear face to face. That coming together and just talking is part of the healing I am sure of that. Community is essential. That’s not social media discussion or meetings to act or anything else other than just coming together as people and just letting the conversation flow.

I had another interesting conversation later in the day. A friend offered to me that part of the problem we may be facing today is inter-generational trauma. My friend spoke specifically to the trauma carried by white people from generation to generation from our role that we’ve played in so much destruction and enslavement of many kinds. Something there made sense to me, not just for the dominant group, but for all of us.

What is it that we do with our history? I’d always heard of the concept of multi-generational trauma associated with Native cultures. There is much to suggest that it is very much a reality. What if it is true of all of us? What if we carry the experiences and energies of past generations? What if we are deepening and speeding up the process with the intensity of the growth of violence in our lives?

Many Native peoples have found their way in life through a revitalization of cultural history, by learning their languages, practicing their spirituality, returning to traditional foods, and simply listening to their stories.

While I believe firmly in pressuring the government to take appropriate actions to address the growing violence and I think it’s important to partake in non-violent protest to make our voices heard, I think there is something more, something for the long term.

I think there is a knowledge in the work being done in Native communities to address inter-generational trauma that is part of addressing the growing issue of violence in our communities. We need to ask ourselves each day, “How can I treat myself and all my relations with respect and caring?”

This begins, I believe, with taking pause, breathing deep, and treating ourselves gently, feeding ourselves in healthy ways physically, emotionally, and spiritually. This gives us the energy to reach out.

We reach out to feed our relations whether those be fellow people or the earth and its other inhabitants. We take time to breathe together and get to know each other, to heal each other’s wounds.

That’s where we begin and that’s where we ultimately find the long term answers, in caring for ourselves and each other, in building our spiritual and emotional connections, in becoming a community.

It seems so simplistic and yet so challenging and so lost over so many generations. Yet, it is what we need. So, today, care for yourself, treat yourself with respect, and reach out with the same caring and respect for all those around.

Day 36

Wow, that sugar really did hit hard. I normally sleep about 8 hours and wake up a few minutes before my alarm clock goes off. Last night I was really tired so I went to bed early and then slept through my alarm this morning. That was after napping yesterday and on Saturday too. Last night I slept about 9 1/2 hours. Thankfully, I woke feeling refreshed.

Today, I am getting back on track. I started the day with a nice fruit smoothie with peach, mango, banana, and kiwi, along with fresh salad greens. Lunch was a roasted chicken thigh with green beans, carrots, and hummus. Dinner was a saute of squash with a bit of banana pepper and onion and salsa with tortilla chips and a little cheese. Dessert was my typical go to, a bit of mixed berries and mango with plain yogurt.

That means that I am back up to seven cups of fruits and vegetables and having deliciously colorful, healthy, and easy quick to prepare meals. This is doable. I am starting to regain my energy and trusting that I will be back to my normal sleep schedule soon.

35 Days of the Fruit and Vegetables Challenge

My recent trip has reminded me that sugar is the big challenge. While traveling I let myself splurge a lot. It wasn’t downing boxes of cookies or gallons of ice cream or anything out of control like that. But, it was eating sugar filled pieces of cake and ultra rich desserts with most of my meals.

Now, I am stuck with the results. Not only did I add a few pounds, but I’m going through the steps of withdrawal again and recognizing how easy it would be to slide back into a sugar filled, processed food reality and destroy all that I’ve worked for.

Sugar withdrawal means being tired, feeling hot flashes, being worn, and getting grumpy and frustrated, needing to just hide away for a bit to recover. It means craving, wanting ice cream or chocolate or whatever sweet option there is. I’m trying to come down with frozen fruits with yogurt and such, but it is what it is and I’ll need to struggle through for a bit again. Maybe someday I will learn, not eat the sugary stuff, and not put myself through this again.