saturday, 3.9.13.

9:30am
paleo pancakes made with 2 eggs and 10 egg whites, flax seed, coconut flour, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger powder, apple cider vinegar, vanilla extract. topped with a dollop of coconut oil, which i mixed with the almond milk i made and just a little bit of blue agave. it was no raw butter, but it was pretty good!

5:30pm
raw revolution spirulina dream.

5:45pm
got on the treadmill and did the bodyforlife cardio format.

6:30pm
baked salmon in onions, garlic, lemon juice, and desiccated coconut. beet greens sautéed with onions and garlic. salad with sweet peppers and tomatoes.

sore all over my body! feels freaking good.

a few relatives came over to spend the night yesterday. this morning, they were so confused about what i was doing as i was making my BAB. first, taiwanese people have no concept of health, fitness, or clean diets. secondly, i spent about three minutes explaining to my aunt, that, yes, i am eating all that in one breakfast.

“oh, you made all of that so that you could eat one pancake a day?”
“no, this is my breakfast.”
“i understand, but you are eating one per day for the next few days?”
“no, i am eating all of this for breakfast. today.”
“okay, but what you mean is one pancake for breakfast right now, then another one tomorrow?”
“…”

finally, her daughter jumped into the conversation to tell her that, yes, i am eating ALL of the pancakes pictured for ONE breakfast. silly aunt. also, they are under the impression that eating with convenience in mind (i.e., preservative-laden “foods” from convenience stores and fast food restaurants. addictive additives. how do those chemicals and carcinogens taste =P? ) is okay, but fats are not okay. so misled. sigh. =(

i could not find raw butter (surprise. =P). i did find anchor new zealand unsalted, which is grass-fed, so i bought that. i tried eating a little chunk of it. it was pretty good. i was really bloated at the end of the day, though, and i am not sure if it’s because of the butter or all of the peppers i ate. perhaps both? dairy and nightshades. i’m going to try again with the butter and stay away from peppers for a week. we’ll see what happens.

keep on carrying on in the pursuit of awareness, and, of course, happiness! E>

thursday, 3.7.13.

7:20am
huge tuna egg patty!

12pm
grapefruit green tea

5pm
thunderbird bar (wrapper is compostable!), spirulina bar.

5:30pm
workout on treadmill with the bodyforlife format, stretching. legs are so sore from yesterday’s workout, and i love it!

6:10pm
mackerel, spinach, dill, 2 pcs of water-cooked beef (not pictured). salad (butter lettuce, some other lettuce, tomato, AMAZING organic green pepper–ate it like it was an apple, just as sweet!).

adrenal glands. i think mine need help. i have been feeling so dehydrated even though i drink so much water, so i did a quick google search. that’s how i came to the conclusion that i’m over-working my adrenal glands, and it’s all according to this article: http://agriculturesociety.com/alternative-medicine-and-treatment/why-water-alone-doesnt-hydrate-the-body-dehydration-minerals-adrenal-exhaustion/

i must be more careful with my body. and having huge protein breakfasts has its perks. i don’t have to worry about packing lunch. =P

i’ve been thinking about something. sometimes, i want to record myself, or have a written record of all my thoughts. i get into these modes in which i speak as if i am releasing a butterfly from my mouth. it is so fleeting, so fragile. i am almost not conscious of it. i feel like…i am not in control. i feel like…He is speaking through me. i think this is my tool, my talent, my purpose. like i’m His megaphone. it’s such a cool feeling because i’m so unaware of it until after He speaks through me. i see it on people’s faces or hear or read about it elsewhere. husby and i were talking about it today. the parable about the master who entrusted his talents to his servants. talents were sums of money then, but i think it is completely relevant, that it applies to what talent means in today’s world. i mean, it is so awesome what His Word can do. i remember the first time that something like this happened, i was in high school. i had written something, kind of emo, just something that came to my mind and escaped through my fingertips. it was something like, “how can you know love if you’ve never been broken-hearted?” and it had passed through me like silk. a few days later, i was reading a friend’s blog, and she had written that quote, but i had forgotten where it came from, so i asked her. it sounded familiar, i said, but i can’t think of where it came from, can you tell me? she said she got it from me. which made me -___-” but now i realize…this is my talent. like the time that i was speaking with my future employer. he asked me to elaborate on why i felt that i should have that job. so i did. and words just poured through me like water from a faucet. and after i had done, i looked at his face. his face was overwhelmingly bright, and his breath seemed to have been taken away by those words. i was surprised, as i often am when i get into those modes. he then commented that the way i had articulated what i said was so beautiful, and, well, i cannot remember what i said. i posted yesterday about the former teacher and her daughter. i honestly cannot remember what i wrote to her. i just know that it made a positive impact on her. i may not remember the words, the syntax, the diction, but i remember how i felt and how the words made others feel. and now i really feel that that is my talent. and that is so encouraging, that He gave me this talent. He uses me for good. He is my mountain, and i His mustard seed. so humbling that He allows me to move Him when He moves me so easily. E>