ETL Friday!

ETL Friday! is back this week with one of ETL’s Lifers :). Her view of “Nutritional Excellence” gave me another way to look at Eating To Live, and that’s always a good thing!  I can think of few as knowledgeable as Claudia, and I love-love-love what she shares here; it’s truly insightful and wisdom from which we all can benefit.
But , I’ll give you Claudia and stop gibbering :D:

Hello everyone,

I’m here today on ETL Friday to talk about how I discovered the Eat to Live diet-style, and how it has transformed my life.

Most of my life, I have struggled to try and keep my weight down. I did a lot of yo-yo dieting, losing weight only to eventually gain it back again. I always experienced dieting as a form of deprivation which I could not keep up indefinitely. At some point I’d always start to feel too confined and unsatisfied, and fall back into my old habits of eating anything I wanted to, whenever I wanted it.

Before ETL, I was a food addict, and if I went too long without food I became very uncomfortable. My experience of hunger included headaches, weakness, shakiness, and stomach grumbling and discomfort. When I was dieting, I would obsess over food, and think about it all the time. It seems like I was hungry quite often, and always ready for my next meal.

One of the major things that ETL has done for me is to cure me of my food addiction, allowing me to lose all the weight I needed to once and for all, and to permanently maintain an ideal weight without it being such a struggle.

The first time I heard Dr. Fuhrman speak was in Philadelphia’s Chinatown, at a vegan conference on ‘Chinese Plant Based Nutrition and Culture’, where he gave a lecture called ‘Greens: The Super Food’. While I was impressed with his speech, I wasn’t quite ready to make any major lifestyle changes right away. I was just having too much fun enjoying all the great vegan restaurants that Philadelphia has to offer, and my waistline was showing it.

Eventually, I decided that it was time to go on a diet again, but I chose to follow the McDougall plan because eating all the starches seemed more do-able and less confining to me. It really didn’t work out though. Although I managed to lose some weight, I was not so relaxed about it. I was white-knuckling it, and always thinking about my next meal. I was still the same old food addict who was afraid to go too long without food for fear of becoming hungry. Besides the discomfort of being hungry, it tended to cause me to freak out and want to eat anything in sight that wasn’t nailed down. Back in the days that I had followed Weight Watcher’s, I remember they used to tell us that if we went for more than 4 hours without eating, then we were just setting ourselves up for failure. Besides the hunger issue, all of my starch based meals had become rather colorless, and I was also rather pale and colorless as well. Another problem was that my skin become very dry, which I believe was from the lack of any nuts or seeds in the diet.

Meanwhile, I had a health issue that had been brewing for quite some time. I had a fibroid uterus that had grown to the size of a 6 month pregnancy, and I discovered that Dr. Fuhrman was an expert on therapeutic water fasting and had helped women use fasting in order to shrink their fibroids. So, between wanting his advice on my medical issue, and wanting a better diet, I decided that I would become a member of his website in order to get his support. One thing I liked about the member center from the very beginning was the way that Dr. Fuhrman is so totally committed to everyone’s success and has absolute confidence in our ability to achieve it. To make a long story shorter, Dr. Fuhrman told me that I needed to follow his diet, and get close to my ideal weight before he could even consider whether I might be a good candidate for a fast. In the end, fasting did not turn out to be my best option, however, I did end up losing weight faster and more effortlessly than ever before, and the weight has stayed off. Instead of eating a washed out, colorless diet, and being hungry all the time, I now enjoy a delicious, colorful, and satisfying diet, and do not experience the uncomfortable hunger symptoms that I used to have.

When I was new to ETL, I had to go through a period of missing the old foods that I had always liked, and feeling deprived because I wasn’t eating what everyone around me was having. It made me feel left out. Fortunately, I got over that long ago, replacing the old with the new, and thoroughly enjoying my new diet-style. Now I actually feel sorry for those that still struggle with the food addiction brought on by a SAD diet, and who haven’t had the good fortune to be cured of it by ETL. Ironically, many people see my diet as very limited and even feel sorry for me. With regard to this, I have an analogy that is meaningful to me.

In Anusara yoga, we learn to experience greater freedom (of movement) by having structure and setting boundaries. Its a concept that isn’t intuitively obvious, and sounds paradoxical, but it perfectly describes my experience of ETL.

Instead of just letting everything go lax, we use our muscles to achieve proper alignment of the body, setting boundaries that take us places we’ve never been before. Take a look at the picture of John Friend on the cover of this DVD:

John Friend, Anusara.com

John Friend, Anusara.com

John is doing something that takes balance. Balance is something that doesn’t happen by flopping your body around and relying on flexibility alone. You have to engage your muscles and set boundaries in order to get your body to do things never before imagined. This DVD is called the Dance of Yes and No and is all about the experience of freedom through boundaries

I guess the really cool thing about this for me is that ETL is a real life, ‘off the mat’ experience of what John Friend was trying to teach. For me its kind of like an Aha! moment, but its kind of hard to convey this. Its a really profound and deep thing. From the yoga side alone its difficult to explain to someone who hasn’t experienced it, and from the food side alone, its also hard to explain to someone who hasn’t experienced it. But it is way cool to experience it from both sides, and to realize that it is all connected.

Many SAD eaters feel sorry for me because they think that I have ‘limited’ myself, and that I’m so ‘deprived’. But, what they don’t understand, is that through this ‘limitation’ I am experiencing a freedom far beyond what they can imagine. I am free of food addictions and cravings. I am free of being ‘powerless over food’. I am not constantly controlled by food. I am more relaxed about food. I don’t need to eat as often, and It doesn’t feel like an emergency every time I get hungry. I’m not climbing the walls. I am not in a constant state of hunger, or fear of hunger in which I obsess about having food quickly available at all times. I am free to enjoy a bounty of healthy natural food with a more enhanced level of pleasure than ever before, while also experiencing the joy of having a fit, healthy body. I am not digging my grave with my knife and fork, limiting my enjoyment of life be cutting it short like the SAD eaters.

It’s all a matter of perspective, and while others may see the ‘limits’ I’ve set as self-deprivation, and feel sorry for me, they don’t realize that by doing this I’m achieving greater freedom. I’m achieving the freedom from food addiction.
It is we ETLers who have the real freedom. We have earned it, and it is wondrous.

_Claudia

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Claudia in a handstand; Elijah, with hand creating a resistance to press against for greater extension. Photo by “Sheila-Seattle” taken at Dr. Fuhrman’s Utah Getaway

I love the freedom through boundaries analogy and I’ll never forget that description. It’s exactly how I feel.

This is one of the most poignant and relevant benefits for me because it rings so true. Just beautiful! Thank you, Claudia.

Strix

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Live Long And Prosper…

… an ETL Friday! Extra 😉

Eating a huge, delicious salad is the secret to successful weight control and a long healthy life.
_Dr. Fuhrman from “Eat To Live

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I watched an Oprah episode on “extreme” life extension (note it’s 10 pages) — Watch this short excerpt. I don’t think a video of the entire show is available, watch for a rerun! It was a fantastic show! SO inspiring. I was so excited watching it! I tell ya what, ETL is *the* way to eat for longevity, as prescribed by Dr. Fuhrman in “Eat To Live.” It is as close to exact as you can get to the diet of the longest-lived people in the world. It is a calorie restricted diet, naturally. It also leads into other areas of your life, enhancing it the longer you follow it.

Personally, I really don’t care so much about the numbers — about the years, per se: for me, it’s about QUALITY. Quality of those years. Though extra years ain’t too shabby a perk, don’t you agree?! 😉
I want to be healthy when I die :D. Yes, yes, it’s possible. THAT’S what I want. I want lucidness, clarity, mental strength, as well as happiness and love when I pass. I want it to be a happy passing :D. I don’t want fear, regret, pain…

Many thanks to you, Dr. Fuhrman, for showing me the way. My thoughts on your work are of pure joy and gratitude.

If you’ve never met the longest-lived people on the planet, take a looksee:

If video doesn’t play, GO HERE

They even mention Hara Hachi Bu, which I’ve been practicing for a couple years now…AWESOME! I feel younger already :D. It absolutely becomes normal to eat that way, if you stick to it (just like Eating to live, just like any thing worth doing in life).
What strikes me most — and what I am THOROUGHLY convinced, more and more every single day of its essentialness — is the happiness. Can’t you just see it? See how peaceful they are — from within — it totally exudes from them, even detectable through a video. Amazing. Utterly amazing. I believe this is just as important as nutrition for health. And I believe, even if adopting their diet, but exacting a miserable life of negativity and pettiness and anger and vengeance and jealousy and self-hatred and resentment and on and on, the benefits are diminished, if not moot.

I know, as life is today, we cannot completely avoid negativity and negative people, but we can adopt the “Be the change we want to see” type of outlook, and draw to ourselves positivity. You attract what you give out. So happiness is also a verb 🙂 You have to do it to get it. It doesn’t come to you automatically. Just like love love_hearts🙂

I’m happy when I have the company and support of positive people! I find this happening more and more :D. It feels sooooooo great to attract those kind of people — the kind you respect. Who wants petty gossiping, toxic, etc. people around?! What’s more, who wants to be a petty, gossiping toxic person?!!!

I want to smile every day like the folks in that video; I want people I love around me; I want to die smiling 😀

Think I can do it? 😉 How about you? 🙂

Poxacuatl

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By the sound of Train Tracks…

What a beautiful sound

Postcard of the Waterloo Station on the Sussex Railroad with the John Blair engine, WikiMedia Commons

Postcard of the Waterloo Station on the Sussex Railroad with the John Blair engine, WikiMedia Commons

a sound can bring back a flood of memories.

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One of the benefits of Eating to live is the ENORMOUS emotional lift one gets from sheer nutrients repairing one’s organs — especially the brain — and having them operating properly. Do not underestimate the power of nutrition to drastically increase one’s mental and emotional state, if not completely heal whatever ails it. This one area of healing branches into so many areas, it’s remarkable — whether it’s just moodiness, or real happiness being realized when the food addictions are no longer there to bury and back-burner your anxieties —  It all comes forth, ready or not: You are going to deal with your “stuff.”

I mention this because the memories of and dealing with the passing of a dear loved one prompted the following to occur to me:
For those — for some — struggling with nutritious eating, it can be analogous to — but obviously not the same — the Five Stages of Grief:

1. Denial/Isolation

2. Anger

3. Bargaining

4. Depression

5. Acceptance.

Of course, as Kübler-Ross reminded, these are not stages that necessarily apply to everyone or to every situation; it’s sort of a framework. One may or may not experience any of these. No response — or non-response — is “typical”; like our selves, our responses are all different. I see this as applicable to eating healthfully — or not — too.

DENIAL: Living in denial — “I’m not THAT unhealthy.” “I don’t have to be so “extreme”; “This is so ‘strict'”;etc. Or, “This whole thing is damaging because it leads into this whole ‘perfectionism’ thing which is really mentally unhealthful” and other similar justifications  (looking for and embracing ideas that confirm what one wants to believe — looking for reasons not to do it —  seeking out people  with whom to bond and commiserate and cement this faulty thinking. Misery loves company). ISOLATION: Feeling alone on this quest; no support; no one with whom to bond,  share food/eating/socializing. Disliking standing out; being critiqued, “different”; etc.

ANGER: Ooh, lotsa this one, right? Angry about this new information that they cannot now forget. Angry at whomever brought them the message; Angry that they now “have to” do this — this awful, bland eating…can’t go out, can’t enjoy “X,” can’t-can’t-can’t, etc. OR anger turned inwards — “why did I do this to myself” (make self so unhealthy, etc.); Guilt (Ugh! that one needs a whole volume!)  Just… anger.

BARGAINING: “If I eat well 6 days, then I can binge on the seventh.”  Oh, heck, I can have a “treat” every now and then. It’s not going to hurt me…”  “I will do this 80% of the time because that 20% won’t hurt” “…it’s better than most people eat..”; etc. “I’ll just do an extra set at the gym…”

DEPRESSION:  This one can be split many ways. There’s sadness at the “loss” of your old self; of the “good times” with friends, family; of comfort food; of memories tied to those foods; of socializing… this, then, of course causing and adding stress…And, depression over other life struggles, that one has been stuffing down with food, maximizing because they are being brought to the fore….Blame, blaming…

ACCEPTANCE: well, hopefully this stage. I guess, acceptance of self? of the reality of one’s situation/health? of what needs to be done? This is how I would relate it to Eating healthfully, I reckon — more at “realization,” I guess.

GRIEF — The grieving of the loss of your old friend, who was always there for you. There to spend time with you, keep you occupied instead of leaving you all alone…to think. There to pass the time, when you’d otherwise be…engaged. Say farewell to your old “friend,” food, ie, distraction.

Just some thoughts, by gentle stroke of memory at the humming of a distant railroad…

Poxacuatl


Just Like “Campbell’s…Canned Tomato Soup”…

Well, sorta like 😉

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I had to make slight adjustments to my recipe to make it ETL. (Recipe below)

Here is what you need:

Lemon

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Celery Seeds (from a fresh jar!)

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Carrot and Whole thyme, dry (from a fresh jar!)

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Good Quality no-salt Tomato Paste

Tomato-paste

and some Nut Milk

A few more pics of the process, full recipe follows 😉

Carrots added to the celery seed, lemon, and water

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Later, thyme added…

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When it’s thyme, 🙂 add the paste…

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Stir in thoroughly and bring to a simmer…

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And some nut milk…

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Here shows the blended mixture added to the soup…

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Voila!

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Fini!

“Below” 😉 This is quite easy, and quick to make!


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Here is my basic — “like canned tomato soup,” tomato soup to use in recipes calling for same:

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*Have your ingredients ready*

Put into a small saucepan and bring to a simmer
1 TB lemon juice
1/4 C water

Add 3/8 tsp celery seeds, simmer couple minutes.

Add 3-ounces carrot, chunks (weight after trimming) and
3/4 C water. Bring to a boil.

Crumble in with your fingers 1/4 tsp dried, whole thyme. Mix. Cover.       Lower heat and
Simmer 10 minutes.
Add pure, unsalted, 3-ounces tomato paste*
Mix thoroughly. Boil, cover, reduce heat to low, and
Simmer 10-15 minutes or till carrots are just done.

Spoon out the carrots and add to blender with 1/4 C nut milk and blend till completely smooth.
Pour and scrape all you can back into pan.
Add 1/2 C water to blender to swish around and clean out the remnants of mixture.
Add to soup.
Mix thoroughly, and
On medium-low heat, bring back to just a simmer and cook, till thoroughly heated, stirring, for a couple of minutes.
Remove from heat. Partially cover. Let sit several minutes before serving.
Variation: Use all nut milk (3/4 C  in place of the 1/4 C nutmilk + 1/2 C water) for a canned “Cream of tomato soup”; etc

Notes: I like to let it sit several minutes before serving, if using right away.
*The picture above is of Bionaturae Tomato Paste– if you use it, use 4-ounces; it seems to be less concentrated than the canned varieties. There are very good canned pastes; even Trader Joe’s Organic makes a good soup. Organic is always preferable. Either way, use the best quality tomato paste you can find, that you know tastes good. This recipe has few ingredients, so it matters! Use fresh celery seed, as well. I have found old containers of spices from 10 years ago, haha.

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Also, you’ll only use about half a can tomato paste, since most come in 6- or 7-ounces:  Leftover tomato paste freezes well; so you don’t have to throw out the rest of it. You can freeze in an ice cube tray, if that’s easier.

Notes on Salt: If you decide to salt, add per Dr. Fuhrman’s recommendations. Also, add after cooking and after it has settled and has sat for a bit, but still warm.

It really doesn’t require much, if you do choose  to use it. I found it to need only 3/8  tsp of salt added to the entire recipe to satisfy those who wanted it — so that’s good news 😀

If you’d like, a pinch of white pepper, AFTER soup is made, is fine; but taste a small portion first: It may effect a flavor you don’t want.

I used a clean-tasting nut milk for this: Use a cashew or almond milk, unsweetened, for example; don’t use a strong tasting seed or nut or something that may give an off-taste.

Of course, you can always add to this, next time you want to make a bit fancier soup by adding various spices, herb; etc., to taste.

Stores well, and even tastes better the following day.

Makes 16-ounces:

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Please leave comments on your results, if you try this recipe, thanks!

Strix

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ETL Friday! ETL…in the Jungle?

Talk about determination! This week, Sara explores Peru and gives us a look at how to do it Eating To Live style … Where there’s a will, there’s a way. So, do take it away, Sara 🙂

Eating Well in Peru (as a vegan) Part I

Iquitos, Peru: an isolated jungle city. The only way out is on a plane, via the Amazon River, or through the jungle. This makes it unusually safe (if you commit a crime, where are you going to run to that they can’t block off?), but it also means everything is imported. Beautiful and warm, but it’s also humid, sticky, and impoverished in parts.

First thing on the agenda: Look for mangos. Should be cheap and easy, right? Nope. Summer for me is mango season… in Mexico. In Peru, it’s winter, and the only mangos I could find were older and not so great. I found nicer ones in the US! “Tenemos manzanas!” the fruit stand seller would proudly tell me. They had apples. Tsk, tsk, I shook my head in disappointment. I love local, home-grown apples. But I did not go to Peru to feast on mere apples! Eventually I was able to stay content with oranges; grapes; melons; passion fruits; and the illustrious and exotic “cherimoyas,” or custard apple. Not available everywhere, but soooooo good. And the price was a million times cheaper than at home. I ate meals of them.

Next stop: Meal-time! Fruit is nice, but a woman craves something more meal-like and savory after awhile. What was I able to come up with?
A few restaurants, catering to tourists, had vegetarian burgers or even tofu–but cooked with plenty of oil and salt, and offered with white bread. Peruvian Chinese is also big all over the country, and you can find stir-fried noodle dishes. Hmm, white flour, salt, oil, minute amounts of veggies. Nope, would rather do a fruit meal. Instead, I found I was able to make a meal out of salads with lettuce, tomato, avocado, palm hearts, and other miscellaneous veggies, plus a smoothie on the side (no milk, no sugar added, por favor). And unlike Mexico, they don’t sprinkle cheese over everything! Nope, you have to pay for cheese if you want it. This vegan was very happy.

Next challenge: can I make a meal for myself with limited hostel kitchen access and whatever I find at the market or store? We start at the market: chicken hearts, livers, intestines and everything else are put on display. But then! Fruits! Veggies! Palm hearts!!! It was very exciting — ditto for the store. I would eat the veggies raw, in slices. The joy of eating simply! But gradually the excitement started to fade. It started to set in–the imported veggies, for the most part, looked like something from the back of my fridge. Rotted. The last few days I was sick to death of half-rotten veggies and finally succumbed to some vegan “health food” junk I found–bars and cookies made with amaranth, quinoa, maca, sesame. Not the worst, but not so healthy, either. Also tried sancha inchi, an omega-3 rich bean (it seemed), and spit it out–it had been cooked and the oils tasted rancid. My skin started to erupt from the junk, and my digestion wasn’t as squeaky clean as normal…it was easy enough to be vegan, but I needed some sustenance. Luckily, by this point we were about leave, off to Cusco in the Andes Mountains, a completely different climate.

_Sara

I don’t know that I could do so well! Seriously inspiring. It can be done, even in so remote locations. Forget the tv show, this is true life “Survivor” 😀

Part II, next week —  Tune in!  🙂

Strix (daydreaming of meals of miles and miles of cherimoyas…)

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ETL Friday! “Oh The Places You’ll Go!” continued…

Hey, Everyone, welcome back 😀  It’s Argent’s journey from last week’s ETL Friday, this week. You can read the first installment, HERE.

And then continue here…

Oh, The Places You’ll Go! II

It wasn’t forbidden fruit, but it had the same zing. I had become extremely sensitive to zing. To be hungry is to have an enlightened mouth, an appreciative appendage that is almost painfully aware of the gorgeousness of the edible world.

ETLing myself to hunger that first year was a physical adventure. I felt along the edges of the sensation. I watched it between meals, engaged it at mealtime with mouthfuls of crisp, sweet salad, then watched it again. I felt like an extreme athlete—a mountain climber or big-wave surfer. In exchange for commitment, I had been given a heightened sensitivity, a vibrato aliveness.

Here are some stats, to put this all in perspective. I weighed 130 as an athletic, slender high-schooler, 145 or thereabouts the day I learned of ETL, 113 on my wedding day.

After my wedding day, my weight notched up. But, for a while, vanity and sheer habit kept me ETLing at 5 or 10 pounds below ideal.

ETL Year Two found me in New York City, working in a cubicle across from Mr. Prep, who also watched his weight. “Is it lunch time yet?” one of us would ask the other, hoping for leniency. We held each other to a 1 o’clock lunch, but occasionally 12:45 didn’t seem too egregious. At lunch, I gratefully ate a Whole Foods salad, or sometimes a hot plate of beans, greens, and kabocha squash at Souen on 13th Street. I often ate a dessert of a big, crunchy NY apple from the Union Square farmer’s market.

I remember the outfits I wore that year. I especially know what they did at the waist: the way the white blouse cinched with a tie in the back, the way the maroon silk skirt had both a hidden zipper and a hook-and-eye clip.

Soon I began a weekly swing, from strict and slender weekdays to binge weekends that I halted just soon enough to shrink back into Monday work clothes. I binged on vegan, whole food, but I binged.

The fluctuations widened like circles on a disturbed lake. Whereas at first, I was gaining and losing a pound or two within the week, I began to have wider swings that lasted longer. The lows became harder to hold on to; the highs put me in a panic. A high scale reading — low or mid 130s — would leave a residue of darkness that lasted hours and inspired tears and outbursts that I blamed elsewhere.

Was I ETLing, as I swung between 135 and 127, between self-loathing and a tentative, frightened self-satisfaction?

Sort of. And not really.

I think of this corollary question: Is it yoga, if you’re doing the poses but feeling tense all over and forgetting to breathe?

Sort of. But not really.

I had been given a fabulous tool for wellness, and I was sort of using it and sort of banging my head with it.

Generations of kale and cabbage, lettuce and arugula, have taken their places on my plate, supporting me as I emotionally pinball myself, waiting for me to get it.

To be continued…

Argent

~ Intermission ~

Go get yourself that Green Smoothie, sit back and read on! Part III is below 😉

ETL Friday! Oh The Places You’ll Go! Part III

Continued 😀 …

Oh, The Places You’ll Go! Part III


For three years, I shopped at a corner grocery in Greenwich Village, arriving everyday after work for a bag or two of ETL foodstuffs. I took what I could carry: maybe a can of beans, a head of lettuce, a bunch each of collards and kale, two oranges, a red bell pepper, green onions, carrots. I was such a dedicated buyer of fruits and veggies that the produce guy started to have a crush on me, and the clerks looked to me for prices. But my weight continued to swing along that small arc with its big psychological shadow.

Baffling, isn’t it? I was a serious consumer of vegetables; I was a non-consumer of junk. I was also a consistent exerciser: I ran daily along the greenway edge of Manhattan, up and down beside the Hudson and East Rivers. And, yes, I was pretty slim, even at my fattest. But why did I feel like I was struggling against an inevitable tide, one that dragged me out every time I reached shore?

I remember sitting with my husband one weekend in City Hall Park after we had moved to a new apartment near Wall Street. City Hall Park is a lovely little triangular space with a big central fountain, and we were sitting on a bench near this fountain, surrounded by birdsong. And my very patient husband (sigh; I’m sorry, honey) was listening to me cry. I was again frantic over my weight. Maybe I had stepped on the scale that morning, opening the floodgates to anguish. Maybe I had passed 140. “Don’t worry,” he said. “You’ll lose the weight again.” He was right. “But that’s the problem!” I said, stifling my voice to avoid a scene, but feeling the emotion grate in my throat. “Why can’t I stay steady? Why is this such a struggle?”

There were times of calm, when the tide let me go and I fell effortlessly back to my natural weight. These were always moments away from home: when I went to Puerto Rico with my family, to Florida for work, to Massachusetts with friends, to South America with my in-laws, to the Sierras with my husband. Away from home, I discovered bad habits by noticing their absence. Digging my toes into white sand in Puerto Rico or ensconced in a couch in the overstuffed living room of a B & B in Massachusetts, I noticed I was missing some familiar companions: restlessness, anxiety. These usually crouched on my shoulders, little gremlins goading me: What’s going on? Why aren’t you hungry? Did you overeat? Ah, when are going to learn?! At home, to drown out my voluble friends, I — you guessed it — ate. But on trips, my shoulders were lighter, and it seemed perfectly obvious that the thing to do when one isn’t hungry is to  . . .

go swimming in the ocean!

take a walk through mangroves!

swing in the porch rocker!

get out on deck!

go bouldering down the river!

When I traveled, I felt like a natural. To eat or not to eat: the answer was obvious — and fun. If only I could take the trick home.

To be continued . . .

Argent

Haha! Next week, the Finale! See Ya then 😉

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Strix

Note: Anyone interested in having your say, email me and be heard! Share your ETL experience with a guest blog, and help others. You do not have to be a member of Dr. Fuhrman.com, you just have to be an Eat To Live’r ) And don’t we all have something to say? ;)


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