Wednesday, December 16, 2020

The 2020 Top 10 List or Counting the Blessings

 Well I think we can all agree that 2020 was a shit show. But it wasn’t all bad. I found a few glimmers of clean counter space in this non-stop glitter bomb of a year. Here we go!

1.       This year my neighbor and I finally found time to go for that walk that we never had time for before. And since May, we have found time to walk together at least once a week. Beside the fresh air and Vitamin D, I developed an awesome new friendship that has added sparkle to this year.

2.       I read more than 50 books! My goal was to read 50 books this year and because things like that trip to Orlando and visiting my family in Ohio were canceled, I had plenty of time to read. Were they all intellectual? Oh no, not at all. But I still read over 50 books so…

3.       I started running consistently again! But this time because I want to. There was that period when gyms closed and I was driven outside to do something that I hate. But this time I liked it. And now my gym is open but I don’t go as much because I take my workout outside 2-3 times a week. I ran this morning and it was 18 degrees and I described the weather as “beautiful.” Maybe I’m losing my mind a bit…

4.       Moose is in culinary class this fall and it is fantastic. Every Friday he comes home with something new he made or makes the recipe for us later. He gets to make us chicken fried rice and pumpkin pancakes next week.

    5.       I made Thanksgiving dinner! It was a boneless turkey breast (because I need foods to not resemble animals as much as possible), mashed potatoes, green bean casserole and real gravy from scratch! Me! I did it! And it tasted good! We were all prepared to order a Casey’s pizza or puke our guts out due to food poisoning. But my meal was so good that the Squirrel said he hopes we have a pandemic next Thanksgiving so I make the meal again. Let’s not go crazy kid…

6.       I found courage I didn’t know I had. On top of a pandemic and a hurricane in Iowa, we started our year off with Moose’s broken leg and subsequent surgery and I had to put my dear sweet Dixie down in the fall. So. Hard. Those two moments about broke me, but you know what? They didn’t. I helped my 275-pound baby up and down the stairs on my own and I made the decision to put Dixie out of her misery. I still can’t believe I did either of those things, but I did. They were both good reminders that I can do hard things.

7.       I signed up for RYT 200 next year! I’ve been wanting to do this yoga training for a decade and I’m finally doing it. Granted, this training starts in 2021 but I started the process of looking at different programs, registering and paying for it in 2020 so it counts. Now to just read all those books…

8.       I started to volunteer for the local food pantry. I have more flexibility with my schedule since I’ve been working from home so I took a few volunteer hours at work and helped at the pantry. I loved it. Now I sign up for the Tuesday nights it’s open when the babies are at their dad’s – it is such a great way to spend my evening. I even signed up the boys to help during break so they can experience it too.

9.       And the dark horse of 2020? Discovering the Little Debbie Cherry Cordials. I bought them as a joke, planning on being completely disgusted because I hate cherry flavoring. But by golly I love these little treats. Now I fight off the boys for the 10th one in the box. I’m going to start hiding them under my bed soon.

Is there a number 10? No but I have hope. If 2020 has taught me anything, it’s that you can’t rule anything out. If we can have a worldwide pandemic, murder hornets and a hurricane in Iowa all within 9 months, then anything is possible.

Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Anti-Inflammation Diet for the Heart and Soul or If Your Spirit Wants a Cookie, Eat a Cookie

There are days where I can’t walk. I don’t know why but sometimes I will simply stand up and my knees will start screaming and I can barely move. Is it the weather? I hope not because Iowa weather flips on a dime so my knees do not have the luxury of being finicky. Is it overuse? I don’t think so because somedays it happens after I’ve had several good cardio days in a row and somedays it happens after I’ve taken a day off – almost like my knees have to move just to be happy. All I know is that there is pain and inflammation. I’m guessing I probably have a lot of inflammation in my body – I rode it hard when I was younger and waking up with muscle aches and soreness was an everyday occurrence. I didn’t think twice about my body asking for a break and instead pushed it to do what I told it to, regardless if it was exhausted or injured. This is my delayed gift – crippling pain that requires me to grab my cane to simply make it up the stairs. Paybacks are a bitch.

I try to manage my inflammation with healthy doses of Vitamin I (ibuprofen) and resentful rest days. I wondered if there was more I could do – maybe changing my diet would help reduce the inflammation in my body. I googled an anti-inflammation diet. Here’s what I found:

1.     Eat fruits and vegetables. Piece of cake. I love these.

2.     Avoid process meats. Okay, well I don’t love meat so this one isn’t too bad.

3.     Avoid sugar. Um, huh? I’ll admit, I knew this dumb one would be on the list because it’s on every list. I want to find the diet that says eat more sugar. I’m on board for that one.

4.     Eat oily fish. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Fish is disgusting. End of story. I can’t. I’m gagging thinking about it. Nothing is worth eating fish.

5.     Eat legumes. Okay, I’m down with beans. Much better suggestion than the fish thing.

6.     Drink tea. They mean caffeinated tea right? The beverage I grab after I have had at least 2 large cups of coffee? Sure!

7.     Avoid white flours. Sweet Mother. No sugar and no white bread? Not shocking as these are the anti-nutrition twins but maybe knee pain isn’t so bad. A life without cupcakes is also crippling.

Lately I’ve been thinking of inflammation and realized that it isn’t just physical. The last several months (as in 24) have been challenging between a divorce, the Trump administration (I swing blue) and a pandemic. I’m at the two year anniversary of the morning my husband told me he wanted a divorce and while these past two years have been full of wins and adventure, I can’t say they haven’t been without their challenges either. And in my usual fashion, I pushed through because quitting wasn’t an option, even when my brain begged for a break. But now I find myself fatigued, irritable, uninspired and overwhelmed and I realize that maybe my mind and spirit are inflamed too. They have not had many rest days in the past two years. Now, am I overall much happier? 100%. But has it been easy? No. Broken hearts littered my house – we needed a broom to sweep up the shattered dreams and hearts. And now the constant tension of a pandemic hanging over our heads has gotten old. We are in full pandemic/life fatigue and it is showing. Our hearts and minds are inflamed and there isn’t enough Advil in the world to numb it out.

So what’s an anti-inflammation diet look like for the heart, soul and mind? Here’s my best guess after absolutely no research.

1.     No social media. No, I haven’t watched The Social Dilemma yet – it’s on my list! But you have to be hiding under a rock to not figure out that our social media accounts feed our anxiety and constant comparison to others. And one thing I know for sure is that comparison is the enemy of happiness. Social media is also a great platform for cruelty and hate. Now, I love cat videos and Calvin and Hobbes comics as much as the next person. But maybe it’s time to pass on Facebook for awhile. Instagram….well I really do love those cat videos.

2.     Journaling. Something about putting pen to paper (or keys to a white screen) opens up my heart and mind and I somehow work out all of the problems I have in the world. I don’t know why this works but sometimes I am amazed at how wise I am when I am writing to myself. It’s unfortunate that this wisdom doesn’t often go further than my journal, but hey, that’s why we have Brene Brown and my next item on the list…

3.     Therapy. Friends. Go to therapy. I can’t stress enough how important finding the right therapist is for your mental and emotional health. You take your car to the mechanic for an oil change. It’s the same idea. Take your mind and heart in for a tune up too. You’d be surprised how dirty the oil is that your brain has been sitting in. Flush it out. Or drain it? I don’t know. I’m no mechanic. Or therapist.

4.     Moving my body. My mind is healthier when I move my body. When I’ve had too many rest days, I am not in a good head space. Something about moving my body makes everything right in the world. And 96% of the time, if I’ve gone for a run in the morning, I will have a good day. I like to sweat out the stress. I do know that if I am very angry, I have to run more than 12 miles to get that out of my system (tested this one out once.) But thankfully “furious” doesn’t happen too much anymore. Most of my ugly can be worked out after 2-3 miles these days.

5.     Meditating. My mind is an epic disaster. It’s like a roundabout that only leads to more roundabouts and they are all two-way and the drivers are all blindfolded. But TRYING to calm my brain for 15 minutes a day is better than nothing. And very occasionally I achieve silence…then I get really excited and starting thinking about how great it is…and then my mind is back on the roundabout again. But for those few seconds, it’s worth it.

6.     Sleep. Oh I love sleep and yet hate “wasting time” laying in bed. I hate sleeping in. I wake up and feel so far behind in my day that I am instantly anxious. But I also recognize that sleep is when our minds, guts, and bodies in general heal. And that’s the whole point of this exercise. I have to start practicing sleep more.

So as we approach a new year and start thinking of detoxing and anti-inflammation diets, maybe it’s time we look beyond just the body and dive into the heart and soul too. I know I need it after 2020. And goodness knows, fasting from Facebook is way more fun than fasting from food. In fact, being hungry just fills me with rage and I know that I don’t have the ability to run that kind of anger off anymore. Maybe I won’t have as many cookies with my (ahem) tea but I’m going to be make sure I’m caring for my spirit as much as my body moving forward. And sometimes that spirit wants a cookie. And in that case, she gets a cookie. She's as important as my knees - I can't run without her.