Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Day 83 (Tuesday): Being One's Own Best Friend

Today has been a good day foodwise ... I had a sliced peach for breakfast and a delicious caesar salad (with fresh diced zucchini, mushrooms, red peppers and some sprinkled parmesian cheese) for lunch. For an afternoon snack I had two Larabars (raw nut/fruit bars). I noticed the dates bring the sugar content up very high, so I'll cut back on those for a bit. Once I hit my goal, then I'll enjoy them, as they're a great natural "sweet."

Something I'm seeing lately is that in order to reach the goals I've set for myself, I need to be my best supporter, my own "best friend" so to speak. If someone asked me what characteristics a good friend would have, off the top of my head I'd say he/she'd be a person who:

(1) withholds judgment ... easily sees the best in me
(2) is honest and forthright (real)
(3) is compassionate
(4) has a great sense of humor

So for me that translates into moving forward easily if I stumble (no wasted time in self-judgment), staying honest and just correcting the course if I go "off," and LAUGHING when I get too serious about "doing it right." All I need do is "keep on keeping on" (as the saying goes) and stay thankful I'm on my personal path to fitness. It's really simple. It's just my bod catching up to my soul, is all ... no biggie. :-)

Today's online info are two videos highlighting Valya Boutenko. In Part 1 of the interview Valya talks about growing up raw in the Boutenko Family. In Part 2 of the interview Valya talks about her family's six-month hike from the Mexican border to the Canadian border ... done eating about 60% foraged foods (wild, harvested foods along the trail) and the rest comprised of fresh veggies & fruits (bought occasionally in towns along the way) and oats, seeds and nuts. It contains an incredible story about a man they encountered on the trail who had specifically gone there to commit suicide ... don't miss it.

  • Part 1 - Valya Boutenko Interview

  • Part 2 - Valya Boutenko Interview

  • Till next time ...