My Wife Loves Me (She makes me Brussels Sprouts)

She was gone for a whole week. She went to the Institute for Functional Medicine conference in Atlanta and came back loaded with information about health. The funny (or dramatic) thing is that while she was gone I made my way to Jack in the Box a couple of times, I made a pit stop at panda Express on a certain occasion and to top it off… I had some tacos in Tijuana before she came back.

Mind you, I am somewhat conscious about my health. There has even been some times in which my diet has consisted in nothing but natural foods, fruit, vegetables, some protein supplements, fish, chicken and prime meat. I went years without drinking a single soft drink, or even coffee and fast food restaurants weren’t even part of my conception of reality. Then I recapitulated and decided that a little bit of some things wouldn’t be so bad, so I started having an occasional pop. Every once in a while I would go the jack in the Box (for some reason I am under the impression that this place is the least harmful of the bunch).

I’ll be completely honest: We like good food. Wait, let me rephrase that: We like tasty food. And we like indulging ourselves, and hot dang it we do love us some tacos from “El Frances.” What can I say? They are really yummy. (Right baby?) But all those exotic delicatessens are going to have to wait because we are diving head first into an elimination diet that’s going to rock our private little world from our taste buds. But that’s ok; the spicy chicken sandwich is not that good anyways. I am going to miss panda though, at least for a few weeks until we start introducing the eliminated items back into our diet, contingent of course to how we feel when we do so.

I feel good about this. We are going organic on all we can go organic with not just food. Did you know that they make organic mattresses? They have found rat poison on the regular ones. So, we started making changes a while back and this is just a continuation of that process and maybe even an evolution in it. She made me Brussels sprouts for lunch today, the first time I ever have them and they were really tasty. I had them along with a piece of tender rosemary roasted organic chicken.

I am thankful for all of this. I am grateful that I can learn better ways to take care of my body. I am thankful that I can enjoy all of this and share it with whoever reads this, and most of all, I am thankful for having married such a wonderful woman who takes care of me and makes me Brussels sprouts for lunch.

And Tuesdays keep coming.

This is senseless. One of these days I tell you, One of these days…

I almost forgot

It's tuesday. I’m supposed to write something here but I’ve been busy at work. But hey, it’s Tuesday. I don’t know, but there is something very nonchalantly and sometimes melancholic about Tuesdays.

I wonder if anybody ever wished to be a Tuesday?

Happy Halloween!

Let's celebrate the day of all the saints with a good scary movie...

I think I'll watch "The Reaping." I'll let you know if it was good.

Tuesday

I’m thinking really hard. Maybe that’s my problem. I see so many different things every day. I have many ideas. Everyone has thousands of thoughts day after day. But I’m having a hard time landing all these things into something coherent. I also think I’m holding myself back. Somehow.

Good for you Steven. Knowing where you are and what you don’t like is the first step. Personally, I know there are many issues I need to solve. Sometimes, I truly feel overwhelmed. But then I place things in perspective and realize the real dimension of the issue.

Smokey San Diego

San Diego fires. Again. Sunny San Diego is on Fire and this is not a figure of speech. It’s a strange sensation. Everything is the same but looks different. I walked out my apartment this morning to find my car full of ash. Tania was surprised. She had that look on her face, a mix between wonder, surprise, and curiosity that she makes when she doesn’t have a clue of what is going on but finds something entertaining. I’m glad I know that look.

I took of and drove through the half-empty streets. I had left my window cracked open and my car was full of ash inside as well. It wasn’t that bad, but the dirtiness was noticeable. The weekend was fantastic though. I feel good and even though there is some smoke in the air things are well.

I'm Leaving for school

I guess a little formal education can't hurt me...

A Tuesday without a Blog entry is not a Tuesday at all

There are so many different things I would like to share with the world. And I have a sense of social responsibility to do it. I know that somebody in Africa could read this seconds later after I post it. And I would like to say to whoever reads these lines that I am thinking about you right now. I am thinking of the moment when you have to walk away from your computer to face the world and keep working. I am thinking about the person you are going to talk to and change their lives just because hey had the chance of meeting to you. I am thinking about the times when you felt something wasn’t right and had the urge to do something about it. I am thinking that you are doing something, and I am glad you are, because that means that millions of others are doing the same. And I want to do it too.

Quote of the day:
"Change always comes bearing gifts."
- Price Pritchett

I mind my belly

Here comes the weekend.

Well, if it’s coming, I’ll just sit around and wait for it.

I should take a picture of my belly. I don’t think I have ever had it this big. Mind you it is not obscenely huge, but I have always been more on the skinny side of the spectrum. I had it with the tummy though. I am going to the gym and getting back in shape.

Quote of the day…
“I look upon it, that he who does not mind his belly, will hardly mind anything else.”
Samuel Johnson (English Poet, Critic and Writer. 1709-1784)

Rough Night

So, I had dinner with a friend last night and I think I ate too much because later I got a stomachache. I had some alka-seltzer before going to bed, but those only worked for a couple of hours.

At 2am I woke up ran for the bathroom and let it all out.

I was in pain for a good two hours and then some. A lot of things came to my mind while I was cringing on my knees in front of the bowl. I though, for some reason, about the pain women go through when giving birth and called myself a sissy if I complained about my tummy. I though about how much I enjoy being healthy and how fragile a human body can be, and I though about where I am in life and what I am doing to grow as an individual.

I couldn’t see the ending of my suffering anywhere near, as the pain remained like a sharp puncture right smack in the middle of my being. And everything in my entrails kept gusting out… over and over again. I had some water, but it came back out in less the 5 minutes. Then I had some more with the same results.

Still in pain, I sat on a chair and closed my eyes. I thought of a small sphere floating in front of me. I imagined this sphere hovering around my head. I looked up, open my mouth and swallowed this floating ball. I imagined it going down my throat and lighting up. It started to emanate a soothing glow. I felt it reaching my stomach and stopping for a second.

Once in there it started to turn on its own axis caressing the inside of my stomach, making the pain go away. Little by little the hurting diminished until all there was left was the sensation of an empty stomach. Which was good, very good. I went back to bed and slept like a baby.

Problem solved

I know ya’ll are sick worried about the whole fridge situation, well, it’s been taken care of.

$40 is all it took.

This could have been one of the most significant weekends of my life since I met people who are changing the world with their views and concrete actions. It was truly inspiring to hear them talk.

I also had the pleasure to share one of my stories in public and the delight to hear people laughing with it. The feeling was invigorating and inspiring. I also learned that as paradoxical as it might sound a person could be very afraid of success.

Lesson for the day: Change is good.

Oh yeah, and the stupid fridge broke.

Now I have to get a guy to fix it. What really sucks is that we had a lot of food in it. And what really-really sucks is that a lot of it was organic food. Tania wants us to eat nothing but organic stuff, or as much as we can.

I haven’t found an organic Taco shop in Tijuana or San Diego yet, and by God we do love Tacos.

I will do Yoga today

I am lucky enough to have a friend who is a Yoga instructor.