Sunday, February 16, 2014

The Fox Guarding the Hen House?

Am I the only one who just feels like the world has really gone insane?  I mean, first off, we've already learned that medical schools do not teach nutrition.  Period.  They just don't.  Maybe 1 in 4 requires even 1 full credit class in nutritition.  We already know this and while this is disturbing, I really have no problem owning my own health and well-being.  Okay, I'll go to the doctor when I get exposed to a communicable disease that really responds well to antibiotics (those are a lot more few and far between than you think they are though... just saying.)  I'll go to the doctor if I break a bone.  When I'm deciding what foods are going to nourish me, I'll go elsewhere.  But it gets crazier.  For real.
I like my doctor.  She is pretty cool.  I'm not trying to bash doctors but people, what you need to remember is that your doctor is a regular human being just like you.  Their pants go on one leg at a time just like you.  They may or may not have spent a few more years in school than you but I question the true value of that even.  During those years they are under extreme stress, they are sleep-deprived, they are overwhelmed with more information than they could possibly realistically absorb in the short span of time they are there.  It is a miracle they learn and retain as much as they do.  Well, thank goodness for ongoing education, right?  All doctors go through regular courses of ongoing education to keep them on top of things.  I mean after all, how long of never using your high school trigonometry did it take before you forgot how to do trigonometry?  Use it or lose it....  So, it's great that they have ongoing education resources and opportunities.  Right?
Well... not-so-much.  It would be great if not for the fact that most of those classes are sponsored (paid for) and/or provided by pharmaceutical companies and food and drink manufacturers.  Pepsico, Merck, The Dairy Council....  Yup.  Your doctor probably took time from his or her busy schedule to attend a class taught by a doctor or scientist paid by Pepsico to explain why there is no problem with HFCS  (High fructose corn syrup.)  Doesn't that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?  See when I was growing up we called that setting the fox to guard the hen house.  And in case you aren't sure... that's a bad thing.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Is It My Amazing Willpower? BHAHAHA!

I am in an online group who set a goal each quarter of the year to lose 25lbs with the goal of ultimately losing 100lbs in one year.  I started my journey in August of 2013 so I didnt start this particular challenge until the last quarter of 2013.  So from Oct 1 to Dec 31, my personal challenge (it is NOT a competition) was to get from 310 to 285.  I did that.  Nearly exactly that.  So now for the first quarter of 2014, my goal is to get to 260 by March 31st.  I'm already to 274.  I KNOW that I will reach my goal.  The sad fact is, I won't have much company.  Very few reached their goal last quarter and very few are looking good for this quarter.  The MOST important thing, of course, is that most participants lost some weight. And equally important is that they are mostly still trying as we all know my policy is that you don't fail until you quit.
The thing is, I have to sometimes remind myself not to feel guilty for succeeding where so many others who are trying SO hard fail.  Does that sound crazy?  I find myself downplaying or just very quietly recording my success unless someone else in the group brings it up.  I've made no secret of my methods but I don't try to "push" them on anyone else.  So there are people on there using all different sorts of approaches.  I mean some of these people count every bite, track it on their calorie tracker and work out like a beast and make sure they have a "calorie deficit."  They work hard for every pound lost!  Each person has their own idea of what a "healthy diet" looks like and that is fine.  The thing is, I honest-to-goodness have to fight feeling guilty because what I'm doing is so easy to me.  I don't feel like I'm having to really "fight" for it anymore.  It is comfortable and easy.
On the other hand, I do occasionally have to fight off mini waves of panic that at any time now it will all be ripped away.  My plant-strong diet will suddenly stop healing my body.  My body will suddenly stop seeking a healthy weight and releasing the fat.  I will once again find myself "fat, sick and nearly dead." The great thing is that the scared little girl who fears these things is growing paler, weaker and quieter with each passing day.  I know that this fear is just born of a sad, sick past.  It isn't real.  It isn't a part of my today or my tomorrow.  I can ignore it and it will go away.  Once in a while "ignore it and it will go away" actually works in our favor! LOL  Seriously though, if we don't feed our fear, it will wither up and die.  If we indulge in it and feed it (with our time and attention) it will grow stronger.  Don't feed the fear!
So, the qustion is, how can I succeed after all these years with my abysmal track record when so many other are failing?  Am I smarter? No.  Am I blessed with a better metabolism? BAHAHAHA!!  Do I work harder? Not in most cases!  Some people I know work super hard at doing everything "right" with painfully little to show for it.  Do I have more willpower? No.   Only two things come to mind to explain this.  One, I hit my own personal rock bottom which put me in the perfect position to be truly willing to do whatever is required.  Most people look at my life style and only focus on what they would have to give up.  They immediately zero in on whatever their particular weakness is.  "No steak?!" "No doughnuts?!" "No McDonalds?!"  NO WAY!!  Whereas my focus is on NO PAIN! NO WEAKNESS! NO WHEELCHAIR! NO STROKE!  NO HOSPITAL! NO MORE SIZE 28!  So when someone asks me if I'll never have a cookie cake or a pizza ever again, I can calmly, truthfully and with no regrets say, "Not if you paid me!"
The second thing is much simpler for me but resisted by so many because of the pervasive lies we have been fed as a society about diet and nutrition.  It's the plants.  That's it.  Beginning, middle and end.  It's. The. Plants. Plants heal and nourish.  Fake foods and chemically and genetically modified crap posing as food destroy and damage and disease.  Plants heal and nourish.  It. Is. The. Plants.


Monday, February 3, 2014

February Plans and Some Reflection On My Weight History

So after a VERY depressing Superbowl and yummy and healthy but overly plentiful game day snacks, I am ready to get this ball rolling again.  I was planning to just flatout juice fast through the month.  But since the weatherman has revised our 2 week fore cast to stay below freezing the entire time with lows in the teens and single digits, I'm not sure I can face how cold I feel on just juice.  My house only stays about 50degrees when it's this cold and I have no hot water now (long story) so I have to heat up water in an electric pot to clean my juicer and jars.  We will be out of here by the end of the month but, of course, it will probably start to warm up by then.  And I've spent too many years waiting for the perfect conditions to do what I need to do.  So I WILL juice in February in spite of all the challenges I face.  But I will probably also have a bowl of veggie soup now and then when the cold gets to me.

I'm predicting that my weight will start with a 2 and a 6 by the end of the month.  Oh, I'm 278 today. I haven't seen a 260-something in about 8 years.  Maybe 10?  I know I got down into the 240s in 2000 when we lived near Grand Lake which was the lowest I'd been in many years at that point. I hadn't been below 220 since the 1980s.  And I hit the 260s I believe within a year or two of moving away from Grand Lake.  I know I was battling to get out of the 280s from '05 if not longer.  So even being in the 270s is a huge victory. For nearly 2 years I fought hard to lose the weight and get healthy but I didn't realize yet that the food I was eating was making that impossible.  When the doctor sent me to physical therapy in Spring '09, I had been fighting the 280s for a while already.  I found renewed hope in the progress I made with my physical therapist and started really trying to "eat right" according to conventional wisdom and I was working out like a BEAST.  When the PT maxed out on my insurance, she told me I should start swimming.  So I did.  I joined the Y and went swimming 3-5 times a week and was going upstairs and working out on the machines for 30 minutes 3-5 times a week as well.  In spite of all that work, I never got below 280.  I got in good enough shape to go to work again which was awesome.  Started doing cell-phone tech support.  I fought my way through the MG flareups and the increasing pain in my back, hips and legs.  In February of 2012, my truck broke down and I walked the mile and a half to work when I couldn't find a ride.  The walk home was all uphill and was killer on my pain areas.  I could only take that for so long and had to quit my job.  I was having more and more MG flareups and the pain in my back and hips was getting unbearable.  There were times I couldn't stand in the mornings until pain relievers took effect.  Those times became more and more frequent until that was my everyday condition.  In early 2013, I had already been diagnosed with high blood pressure and hypothyroid and was on medications for those.   The doctor convinced me to go back on blood thinners to postpone the amputation of my bad leg as long as possible.  I was giving up.  I figured I had hit my wall and my good years were past.  When I was diagnosed with Paget's and told that the combination of the location of the bone disease and my weight, which by this time was about 320, the bones in my pelvis and hips were becoming deformed, I was trying hard to accept that a wheelchair was in my near future.  That was about a year ago.  I put on another 20 pounds to top out just over 340, became seriously depressed and just gave up on life.  Last summer, I had become so weak and in such constant pain that I rarely left my bedroom.  I began having symptoms of congestive heart failure.  That's when I decided to stop fighting and just die.
So that brings us up to where I started this blog.  I saw "Fat Sick and Nearly Dead" and "Forks Over Knives" and decided to live.  And in 5 months, I've undone the damage from the last 5 years of rapid decline, gotten off of all medications.  And I have absolutely no doubt whatsoever that the next year will undo more like 20 years worth of damage.
I turn 52 a week from tomorrow and I will hit that day feeling better than I have in years.  And I'll hit 53 feeling better than I have in decades.  I was planning to do another progress picture on my birthday in my new jeans just because it felt so amazing to be able to wear jeans again but... my new jeans are already too big!!  Maybe some size 20 jeans will be my birthday gift to myself;o)  I started out in a 28 so that isn't too shabby.  But I won't buy any if I can't find them discounted because I know I won't be able to wear them for long.  Now that is my kinda dilemma.
JUICE ON!!  PLANT-STRONG FOREVER!


Sunday, February 2, 2014

If You Are Juice FASTING, Then, for Heaven's Sake FAST!

Okay, I'm gonna rant a bit so prepare yourself.  And remember that this rant applies to the old Natshell as much as to anyone else.
I have heard SO many people say, "I don't like vegatables."  And I've even heard quite a few say, "I don't like water."  Let's be clear here.  What you are saying is that you have become so addicted to artificial crap posing as food and drink that your body has forgotten what it really needs.  That, in my humble opinion, is the best and most important function of a juice fast.  It gives your body the chance to get out from under that addiction and remember what it really, biologically, needs so that it will start telling you that this is what it wants again.
Those of us who have been through some juice fasting tell newcomers not to worry because their taste buds will change.  It's truth.  The same is true of the water.  There are some people who try to baby people along and tell them to do whatever is easiest for them.  "Just drink tea or flavored water." "Don't worry about giving up your coffee if that is too hard for you."  "I'm sure a diet soda once in a while won't be the end of the world, at least you'll be getting some healthy juice too...."  I tell people similar things sometimes when I sense that they are really not mentally prepared to deal with their addictions.  But here is my honest to goodness bottom line.  Here is where what Natalie really believes departs from what kind Natalie isn't going to push on others.  When I'm in a public forum, I am pretty good at feeling out where someone is mentally and emotionally and I don't generally push.  I'm not God and I'm not the world's leading juicing expert so I encourage people to find their own path and make their chosen path work for them.  Here's the not-so-kind truth why I say and act that way.  Everyone out there has the same resources I had to find the truth.  Everyone has the same responsibility to themselves to find it.  And everyone out there has to live with their choices.  Meanwhile, here on MY blog, I can be blunt about what I've learned and about what I believe without worrying about hurting anyone's tender feelers. So, are you prepared now?  This isn't the Natshell you are used to....
SUCK IT UP BUTTERCUP.  JUST DRINK THE JUICE AND THE WATER.  Your body was not designed to crave coffee or that poison crap called soda.  It was designed to NEED and CRAVE pure water to survive!  Your body wasn't designed to crave a cheeseburger.  It was designed to crave plants.  Give it a chance.  Give it a tiny little chance to get out from under all the addictive S.H.I.T. that our illustrious scientists have created to cause it to crave those things and you will be ASTOUNDED by how fast it will switch to doing what it was designed to do.
In case there is anyone out there who hasn't yet come to accept that the food industry intentionally hooks us on unhealthy crap, don't take my word for it:



You haven't been able to "eat in moderation" or use "portion control" any more than a crack addict can "control" himself with crack.  It's addictive.  And if you don't believe the higher ups at the food giants know this and use it to sell more more more, then  you are too naive to waste my time on.  So with you, I'll be gentle and kind in another place and time.  For now, those of you who can handle the truth, suck it up, recognize you are being used and abused and do what you would tell any alcohol or drug addict to do.  Step away from the crap that is hurting you.  Replace it with what can make you healthy and strong.  If you don't "enjoy" it in the beginning, just "take your medicine" and have faith.  You will come to enjoy it.  You will come to crave it as the life-giving substance that it is.  Your body knows.  Once you clear out the crap, you can trust your body to tell you what it needs.
Let's not forget that sometimes old, sick tapes can still play in our heads and tell us that we "deserve" to "enjoy" the junk that Barbie and Ken are having at the family picnic.  After all, look how sexy they look!  Just remind yourself that what you really deserve is health, freedom from disease, depression and obesity.  What you really deserve is to live into your 90s with vigor and purpose.  And it doesn't hurt to remind yourself that you can "enjoy" things that don't hurt you!  Do I feel deprived when I'm having a vegan, raw chocolate brownie at the party while others are having TollHouse cookies?  Hell no!  I'm getting the great hormonal boost of the raw chocolate without the heaping dose of poison on the side!  Thanks anyway;o)  And it doesn't hurt to remind yourself that in 40 or 50 years, Barbie and Ken will probably either be pushing up daisies or toodling around a nursing home with their walkers while you are doing 5ks or (if you are me) trail riding with your grandkids.
One more little bitty rant and I'll return you to your regularly scheduled easy-going Natshell. Promise.  When you are on a juice fast.  FAST on JUICE.  "Is it okay to add a bit of meat so I'll get enough protein?" No.  "Is it okay to take a bunch of chemical pain relievers because I have a headache?" No.  "Is it okay to have my coffee in the morning since it's liquid?" NO!  Go ahead and do those things if you want.  But DON'T call it a JUICE.... FAST!  Caffeine, meat and chemicals are some of the precise things your body is having to try to recover from in detox!!!!  If you are still using those things, or having a super healthy weight watchers frozen dessert to keep from feeling "deprived" or having "just a bite" of the kids mac and cheese, you aren't juice fasting.  You are giving your body some great nutrition.  You are giving your body a chance to battle the effects of those toxins.  Giving your body a fighting chance is a good thing.  But it isn't a juice fast.
(Big sigh.)  I feel better now.
Oh and, for those who care to know, I'm juicing February starting the minute the Superbowl ends.  I have my healthy snacks and my salad and I am READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL!!!!  Go Broncos!!!!
Oh and my birthday is Feb 11 so I will be having a super yummy, satisfying and indulgent vegan healthy meal on that day.  Is that a "planned cheat?"  NO!  It's a planned healthy meal.  I DON'T CHEAT!
Okay, NOW I feel better.  Let's just say that some Dysfunctional Eating Societies posing as juicing support groups are making me a bit cray cray.  But I'm aaaaallll better now;o)

JUICE ON!!