I'm busy just like you. Today I had paper work to do in the morning plus laundry and mowing the yard. I had an appointment at 11:15, and I needed to get to school early to prepare for my journalism students. My daughter had a dentist appointment right after school, and then we had to photograph a tennis tournament.
I was trying to think creatively, but it was going to be hard to fit exercise into the schedule. I strapped on my ankle weights, 1.5 pounds each, and started the lawn mower. Our yard is not totally flat, and our lawn mower is not self propelled. Before I had finished half the front my heart rate was up and I was breathing hard. By the time I finished the back, I had probably gotten a better workout than I do when I run.
This came from Reader's Digest:
Did you hear about the sword swallower who was on a diet? He was on pins and needles for six weeks.
Two more new veggies and I'll be caught up. These are two of my favorite discoveries, but they have not been popular with my family.
One day I was looking for unfamiliar foods in the produce department and saw a sign for Mexican potatoes. A closer look found the word Jicama on a label of a furry looking vegetable. The ER4YT data base listed it as a neutral. My vegetable guide said if it was eaten raw it was like water chestnuts; if it was cooked it was like oven fries. I hadn't had French fries since last summer, and oven fries sounded really good. My daughter and I think these are delicious. My husband and son say "no thanks." She, like me, has made the decision to stop eating potatoes. My husband and son both know that potatoes are avoids, but will still order a value meal at a fast food restaurant. My theory is that the longer you go without "real" French Fries, the better the Jicima fries taste.
When I noticed parsnips were beneficial to Type Os and Type As, I set out to find some. I asked a young man working in the produce department if he had any parsnips, and he gave me a totally blank look. He checked his vegetable guide and said, "Oh, you mean white carrots. That's what most people call them." While he went to get some, I saw that his guide said they were good with maple syrup. That first night I cooked them in the pressure cooker. They were really soft and by the time I stirred in maple syrup and butter, they looked liked mashed potatoes. I told the family they were parsnips, not mashed potatoes, but no one really liked them (was it the taste or the way they looked?). I still had half a bag left, so a few days later I sliced them and steamed them until they were barely soft. I tossed them with maple syrup and butter and they were delicious. The family has tried them fixed the new way, and still does not care for them. I fix them for myself at least once a week. I can't get enough. They are high in potassium; maybe my body needs more potassium right now. It is a bit of a disappointment that my enthusiasm for parsnips is not shared by anyone in my house.
As I was driving my son to meet his ride back to college, we were talking about dorm food. They have two types of dining halls: traditional cafeterias and newly renovated food courts. The food courts are the most popular with the students. I was warning him about the food courts because of all the wheat in the sandwiches and pastas that are served there.
He said that he had been eating breakfast and dinner in the cafeterias. He usually has eggs and fruit for breakfast and lots of vegetables and salad for dinner. He does, however, like meeting friends for lunch in the food courts. He said, "Don't worry Mom; I really don't eat a lot of wheat. I have a motto: Eat Meat, Not Wheat."
There it is - Type O basics in four words. Then we were at his roommate's house, hugging and saying good bye.
For those of you who have little children at home, I would say three words, "Treasure each day." You have no idea how quickly those little ones will grow up. I have watched friends wish their children's childhood away saying, "I can't wait until he sleeps through the night." "I can't wait until she can talk and I don't have to guess what she wants." I can't wait until he can walk and I don't have to carry him everywhere." "I can't wait until she starts school so I can have a minute of peace and quiet." I can't wait until he can drive so I don't have to take him to soccer practice and music lessons." Suddenly they're grown up and packing their bags.
Share the adventure with your toddlers and preschoolers as they explore their world. Be there when they say their first words and take their first steps. Listen to the stories they tell and answer all their questions. Delight in their smiles and their joy. Those will be the memories you treasure as they wave good bye and drive away.
Our son came home from college for the three day Easter Holiday. It was wonderful to see him, and to have him telling funny stories about dorm life around the kitchen table. Two aspects of his visit touched on Blood Type Diet issues, and I'll share them with you.
Body building is currently very popular at his school. There are three weight rooms at the student rec. center, and girls as well as guys are into the trend. One of his friends decided to give up meat for lent. When this boy stopped eating meat, he stopped building muscle. No matter how hard he worked, without protein, he could not increase his muscle mass. My son and I speculated about what his blood type might be, and concluded that it is highly likely that he is a Type O like us. There's an application here for me. One of my goals is to firm my muscles, and that means I have got to keep my protein intake high.
On his first night home he was helping set the table for dinner, and asked "Do we have any milk?" I answered that I didn't buy much milk anymore since his dad and sister had pretty much switched over to soy milk. He said, "This summer, I think I'm going to want to drink milk." That is ok with me. I stay really close to the BTD myself, but I am not strict with my family. However, next morning when I made my daughter her morning protein shake, I made one for my son as well. Back when he was running track in high school, I made protein shakes for him all the time, but I made them with cow's milk. This time I made it with soy milk and did not tell him. He liked it, and was really surprised when he found out it was soy milk. He says that they serve a lot of vegetarian meals in the dorm, but that he has never seen soy milk there. Dorm food has come a long way since the 70s when I was in college, but I hope they add soy milk to the menu before my daughter gets there in 4 years.
As a journalist I like to know what the opposition is saying, so occasionally I go on the internet and read what critics of the Blood Type Diet have written. It's usually something like this, "What an odd idea that blood type would have anything to do with what you should eat. Food goes in your stomach, not your blood vessels." I'll let Dr. D'Adamo continue to give his excellent scientific response to such criticism, but I have some thoughts on my emotional response.
The Bible says "Lifeâ€¦is in the blood." Leviticus 17:11. So it doesn't surprise me that blood has everything to do with our health and what we eat. In fact it seems pretty natural for that to be true.
We celebrate Easter because Jesus shed his blood on the cross and rose from the dead. People say "What an odd idea that the death of a man who lived so long ago would have anything to do with me." What it has to do with you is that the Son of God was willing to take the punishment that you and I deserve for the wrong we have done. "Without the shedding of blood there is no forgiveness." Hebrews 9:22
So today I wish you a Happy Easter. I wish you success and good health as you follow the Blood Type Diet. And I wish you the inner peace you can find if you accept the gift Christ offered when he shed his blood for you.