27 October 2011

Eating to live

I've had ideas for this post floating around in my mind for a while. It's something I've wanted to share and I think it's time. I just hope it's coherent.

Just over three years ago my mom bought a book for me and all of my siblings. The book is called Eat to Live. At that point in time I was not at all ready to change my eating habits. And I really wasn't interested in a diet. We had just moved to Tulsa, Andy was about 6 months old, and, although I should have, I didn't think there was anything drastic I needed to change. After all, there are times and seasons for everything and it was my time to be carrying baby weight. (4 kids in 4 1/2 years can do that to you.) And, thankfully, I hide my weight pretty well. Or so I thought. It's possible that's not as true as I would like to have believed.

Fast forward to early February of this year. Anne was born. My mom came to visit. My parents have been eating quite healthy for some time, but when my mom was here she made a ton of casseroles and other frozen dinners. It was wonderful. And right in line with how we had always been eating. One thing my mom got for herself while she was here was a bunch of Sobe Life Waters. They were quite tasty. When she left there were about a half dozen left over and she wasn't going to take them on her flight home. She suggested I save them for when I was ready for a healthier treat and wanted to stay away from ice cream but still have something that tastes good. Honestly, I never thought I would get to that point.

The day after my mom left a book came in the mail. My sister Bethany sent my mom a copy of Michael Pollan's Food Rules. Unfortunately, because of all the snow we got that week, deliveries were delayed. Bethany told me to go ahead and keep it - also that I should read it. That became another healthy-eating book that was going to sit on our book shelf and collect dust.

Fast forward, again, to sometime in the spring. Spencer had been watching portion size for some time. Somewhere around August 2010 he decided that he should no longer be eating like a college athlete and he has been doing very well and was looking much healthier. I started feeling like I wanted to "fit" with Spencer. He was a very good example to me of what could be done. Starting around July (or late June) I decided to start eating smaller portions. I didn't change so much what we were eating because I thought it was still pretty healthy. I just needed to eat less. And then the right switch flipped. I knew I wasn't really eating how I should and I needed to change that. Sometime in the second week of July I read Food Rules. This book is quite short and contains 64 rules about how we should eat food. Some of these include eat food, shop on the peripheries of the store, don't eat anything with ingredients your grandmother wouldn't understand, etc. This was a good start for us.

And then came the big change. And it was only a day or two after I finished the book. I read Dr. Joel Fuhrman's Eat to Live. Honestly, this book has been a life changer for all of us. This book contains the benefits of eating mainly a whole plant food diet. He doesn't say you can't ever eat any meat or dairy, but he cites the studies (The China Study in particular) that show the negative effects of eating too much meat and dairy: cancers, heart disease, diabetes, etc. It's amazing what you can avoid by eating the right things. It's not just about avoiding meat and dairy. It's about getting the right protection for our bodies from vegetables, fruits, seeds, nuts, and whole grains. I started to change how I ate immediately. Then I started changing what we were all eating. Spencer, wonderful man that he is, didn't complain about the changes I was making. He knew that he could get something else to eat if he really wanted it. I told him that I really wanted him to read this book after I was finished. I wanted us to be on the same page. This kids have complained at times but we have been able to tell them why we are feeding them the way we are. We want to give them every advantage we can and keep them healthy. They are now so much better at eating all the vegetables we give them. Benny and Andy have even said at different times: "I don't like vegetables, but I eat them because I know they're good for me." And just last night Andy said, "I love vegetables!" Hearing both of those things make me so happy!
I started writing this a couple of weeks ago, and honestly, I rarely hear complaining about all the vegetables they get on their plates. Lilia even knows to just eat what she's given!

I want to point out that per calorie there is more protein in green leafy vegetables than meat. Also, more calcium per calorie than cow's milk. We are not lacking for needed nutrients. Dr. Fuhrman points out that there is no way the biggest animals (elephant, giraffe, gorilla) could get so big on a vegetable and fruit diet if there were not adequate protein.

When my sister Eden was working full-time at BYU she took advantage of getting her blood-work done and was amazed at the change after she had been eating more of a whole plant food diet. You can see her results here. I'm not sure how long she had been eating better then, but the improvement in her blood-work is amazing!

After I read Eat to Live, I re-read the Word of Wisdom that was given to Joseph Smith in 1833. The Word of Wisdom is a modern-day revelation on what we should eat (fruits in their seasons, herbs, grains) and from what we should abstain (wine, alcohol, tea, coffee, cigarettes, drugs). Since reading Dr. Fuhrman's book, I have been so grateful to have found something to help me to live the Word of Wisdom better than I did before. I feel so much healthier and I feel like Spencer and I are able to help our kids in ways I never thought about. It really has been a blessing to all of us.

Now I am reading Dr. Fuhrman's Disease-Proof Your Child. I highly recommend it. I'm not through it yet, but it is getting me more and more motivated to feed our kids well.

One of the most surprising feelings I've had in this whole process is a wonderful sense of control. I posted some time ago about discovering a lack of control. I wrote: "other than my own choices, I don't have control over anything." (See that whole post here.) I think my view of control is beginning to shift. I still remind myself that there are so many things I cannot control, but the overriding feeling these days is that I am in control of myself. Instead of thinking I only have control over myself, I think: I get to control who I am. I get to make choices that will determine the kind of person I become. I am choosing now to no longer be a slave to my appetites. By being in control of what goes into my body, I have gained more of a sense of power. I am choosing to take care of my body in the way God wants me to. It's a wonderful feeling to know that the choices I am making are going to impact me the rest of my life. And it's a nice feeling to have that sense of control visualized when I walk past a mirror.

I have gone through waves of focusing more on the weight I'm losing and just being grateful I'm being more healthy (even if the weight-loss slows down). I will tell you, though, that since I really started losing weight I have lost 29 pounds! 21 of those pounds have been since my birthday on 21 July. I am fitting into clothes that I haven't for a long time. It has been wonderful in a lot of ways. I've even started running. I've never been one to love running. Getting out and walking has been a major feat for me at times. But, after I lost the first 10-15 pounds, I started having more energy and I decided that I should be exercising to add that element of health. And if you're interested in another life-changing book, go pick up Born to Run by Christopher McDougall. I started with 2 miles and I'm now running over 4.

What I really love about these changes is that it's about a lifestyle. Spencer and I feel different. We want to eat better because it feels better. I love that Spencer was mistaken for a vegetarian his first week in Dallas this month. No, we are not vegetarians or vegans. We just eat mainly a whole plant food diet. It's not about the numbers. The fact is there are many people with a fast metabolism and can maintain a low weight even though they eat horribly. That is not a great way to live and it won't prevent illness in the future. It doesn't matter what size you are. By eating the foods we should, we are protecting ourselves from future problems.

If you interested in what we've been eating, let me know.

And now the current "after" picture.
I only wish I had a picture of Spencer. He looks fantastic!!

ImageI love half of Anne down in the corner.

21 October 2011

Overheard x3

Benny (in a prayer): We are so grateful that Anne is such a happy cute girl. And we don't like it when she is sad.

Andy (after flying home to or from Raleigh to visit Spencer's parents in August and with real distress in his voice): Mommy, I don't talk like this!!

Lilia (to Anne): Okay, Little Baby, I'm going to change your diaper!


Bonus (from some time ago. Spencer and I were in the family room and we could hear Benny and Andy at the kitchen table - Benny was the voice for the cereal.):
Andy: I'm going to eat you!
Benny: No! That hurts me!
A: You have to stay in my tummy because you're food.
B: We don't want to be eaten!
A: Om nom nom

B: I don't want to be eaten!
A: Yes, you do!
B: Ow, ow, ow, ow!
A: You have to be eaten!
B: No!
A: Yes, you have to be in my tummy.
B: But we don't want to. We want to be alive!
A: But you have to be dead!

A: But you died in my tummy!
B: No, we are alive!
A: But you closed your eyes!

13 October 2011

Excuse my soapbox.

"It'll pay off later."
"Just wait and it will all be worth it."

I have heard any number of variations of the above countless times. Frankly, I'm a little sick of it.

Spencer and I started medical school on purpose. We both knew that this is the direction we needed to go. That God wanted us to go. This road is not for everyone. And, yes, I believe (as others who warned us before we started) that if you are not absolutely certain that you should go to medical school (or that your spouse should go), you really shouldn't. However, I also believe that no road is for everyone (except for that of the gospel of Jesus Chris of Latter-day Saints - you can find more about that here and here.). Not everyone should do the same thing with their life. We can't all be doctors. We can't all be mothers. We can't all be mechanics. You get the point.

When we first moved here for Spencer to go to school I was caught in the trap of thinking that this huge sacrifice we were making would all be worth it some day. I worked at surviving each day with our boys until Spencer came home each night. If I could just make it until after the next test: physiology, pharmacology, anatomy, neuroanatomy - oh, how not fun neuroanatomy was. If I could just make it until Sunday, Thanksgiving, Christmas break, (our last ever) Summer break. It wasn't fun to live like that. Sure, there were fun times. I did take a lot of pictures then and I just love all that time I had with the boys. I'm so glad I can look back on it.

I started following a doctor wives blog. It seemed like a safe haven to associate with others going through the same things and to help each other through some hard times. There were definitely some useful things shared there, but I began to realize that it wasn't really a place to be uplifted and helped through the hard times. It started to seem more and more like a place to wallow in misery and for others to either commiserate with you or tell you how what they were experiencing was worse. In all reality, it probably wasn't as bad as I'm describing it, but I didn't feel like it was all that uplifting and I stopped following.

Through other experiences I was having I learned that no matter who you are and what you're experiencing, if you are working hard to live your life in a way that is pleasing to God, you will learn the lessons needed to draw closer to Christ. I was so grateful for this revelation. It gave me a greater understanding of what it means to be brothers and sisters in the gospel. It's not just a common ground for people in the same church; this was something that can truly help me connect with others who are working to always be better and to overcome the natural man.

Everyone experiences challenges. We're supposed to. If the things we're doing aren't challenging, we cannot grow in the ways we need to. And it's okay for things to be hard. And it's okay to complain. Nowhere in the scriptures does it say we can't complain. Yes, we are instructed to put things into perspective, but I can't recall a place where Christ says that we haven't had it as bad as He did, so we have no room to talk. The point is that Christ can truly empathize with whatever it is we are experiencing because He understands how hard it is. If we are truly working to become like Christ, it is for us to respond in a similar way. It's not about one-upping others with how hard our lives are and bemoaning the fact that "no one" can understand unless he/she has been through it. It's about - even if what we have experienced seems "harder" - understanding and offering support to others in hard situations.

My mom reminded me recently of something Elder Neal A. Maxwell said in a BYU devotional years ago: "We must remember that, while the Lord reminded the Prophet Joseph Smith that he had not yet suffered as Job, only the Lord can compare crosses!" (Find the whole speech here.)

This may seem to have ended up in a different place than I began. I think it's connected. If we live our lives complaining about whatever is going on, we're never going to get to the point that "it's all worth it." Quite frankly, if we're living right, there will always be challenges and struggles. That's the only way to become like our Savior. I don't want to sound trite, but I love what Professor Harold Hill says in The Music Man: "You pile up enough tomorrows, and you'll find you've collected a lot of empty yesterdays." That was quoted by President Thomas S. Monson who went on to say: "My brothers and sisters, there is no tomorrow to remember if we don't do something today" (Read his whole speech here.).

I am working hard to enjoy where we are in life. Yes, I know we're in the middle of a long road toward becoming a doctor; we are, however, well on our way in our life as a couple, as a family, and as individuals. I am working to make each day my reward for the hard work I continue to do. I am happy. Life is hard and life is wonderful.

End rant.

Honestly, though, who couldn't enjoy life every day with these wonderful kids?

ImageSaturday before bed.


ImageToday enjoying our beautiful weather.
We miss Benny when he's at school.

01 October 2011

First run together

Yesterday Benny told us that his P.E. teacher took his class to the track to run. He told us that he won. From how he described it, he was only one or two who ran the whole way. One of those things I'm sure we'll never know.

This morning Spencer and I had plenty of time to get our runs in since General Conference didn't start until 11a here. Before I left I asked Benny if he would like to go running with me after I got back from my run. I showed him on MapMyRun.com where we would go around the neighborhood for a mile.

After I got back from my run, Benny, Andy, and Lilia were playing at our neighbor's house. I went over to ask Benny if he wanted to go. He wanted to stay and play, but Andy said that he would like to go. We came home and got him changed out of his long-sleeved shirt and his long pants (at the first hint of fall weather - read: below 90 degrees - he starts covering up!) to a bit more appropriate attire.

We ended up going about .6 miles and Andy jogged the whole way. It took us just over 10 minutes. We talked a lot of the time about how hard we were working and about how even though we get tired, if we keep going, we will get stronger and it will get easier. He is sure working at working hard. It's great to see!

Apparently he enjoyed going out because tonight at dinner Andy asked if he could go running again with me tomorrow. I reminded him we don't do that on Sundays, but he can again next Saturday. I am really grateful Spencer can come home on weekends this month (he'll be in Dallas during the week for his rotation down there). It will really help things be easier!


ImageAndy. Just before his first run ever.


ImageI had just finished my regular run so I'm already sweaty and red-faced.


*I had to create a new label for this post. I guess I'm no longer a walker. I'm a runner.