Throwing a little nightshade

Posted on February 7, 2017 by flowerjovia

I don’t really have a favorite NFL team though if I had to pick one it would be the bucs because I live in Tampa Bay and I believe you should support the home team. I also don’t really follow the NFL all that much because I don’t find nearly as exciting as college football but what I do find impressive it some of the workouts and diets of the players.

healthy food

This week there has been a lot of talk regarding Tom Brady and his excellent conditioning and how at 39 years old many football players would be retiring but Tom Brady is at the top of this game and he attributes it to his strict diet. So naturally I was intrigued.

Did you know that at 25 years old Tom Brady was in pain all the time? I mean like, ALL the time. By changing his diet, he changed his life. If you’re curious as to just what Tom Brady eats, go here to find out. I was surprised. I felt like I was reading one of the diets in the Hashimoto’s forum I follow.

Interesting.

Mr. Brady doesn’t eat tomatoes. In fact, he doesn’t eat any nightshades at all because they can cause inflammation. Now, I know this because I have an autoimmune disease so I read a lot about different foods and diets but I wonder why Mr. Tom Brady doesn’t eat nightshades or refined sugar or dairy or white flour.

duh gawh

Well of course, because he wants to play football until he’s like, fifty! Good for you Mr. Brady, you probably will.

Here’s what I have a hard time with though. Tom Brady’s diet is very similar to mine. Except organic. I don’t always do organic. Except when I can. And that means when my budget is okay with it, and by that I mean, when I do the shopping by myself and MacGyver doesn’t see the bill. (And even then only if it’s affordable because I still won’t pay a ridiculous amount of money for organic when I can just wash it.) See: I’d rather eat than starve.

Also, I cook with olive oil and coconut oil and I do eat dairy although I don’t eat soy and I don’t eat nightshades at all. Sadly, I do not have a chef, unless you count MacGyver but his foot has been giving him trouble for the past few months so he’s been on leave. I’ve thought about asking him to let me hire a chef but I think I’d have better luck asking for organic meat and even then I’d have to be asking for it as birthday or anniversary present!

I guess what I’m trying to say is I hope people don’t shy away from such a healthy diet because it’s so strict. You don’t have to be so strict, I still indulge in a cup of coffee or three ~~on occasion~~ daily. And I hope they don’t avoid it because they’re intimidated by the words organic and chef. Those two things are wonderful and while we’d all love them, they aren’t entirely necessary.

Do you find athletes diets interesting?

On a scale of 1-10 how healthy is your diet?

Priorities, Running, Botox and eating only potatoes for a year!

Posted on December 22, 2016 by flowerjovia

Let me explain. I needed a little break from myself so I took a brief hiatus from the blog. Just a few days but I needed it. I was a little stressed trying to get all of my actual work caught up so that MacGyver and I can get packed up and go down to Nokomis for the holidays and it occurred to me that sometimes I take on too much and I need to prioritize a bit better. Okay, a lot better.

priorities

For some reason I can have two huge projects looming over my head and both may be only hours away from completion but I am convinced that if I don’t stop everything and clean my house from top to bottom that somehow the world will end. It will end.

Everything will come crashing down around me, it will rain hell fire, and people will drop like flies because there is dust on my coffee table and cracker crumbs in the lazy boy. We are all doomed and it’s all my fault. (Actually it’s MacGyver’s fault because he ate the crackers and then fed them to the dogs to get them on his side because he’s convinced they like me more than him.)

I need this phone beside me in case my Mommy calls!

Anyway Tuesday I pushed through and mostly finished those two projects and then yesterday I got most of the holiday things done, in fact, I finished a bit early and so I treated myself to a Groupon that I had purchased earlier in the year. The Groupon was for dysport, which is similar to botox injections, and if you’ve read my blog or you know me then you may know that I get them to help me with my migraines.

I have never tried dysport before and since my insurance only pays for two injections of botox per year when I saw the Groupon for dysport I was intrigued and I bought it, but that was quite a while ago so I had to use it or lose it and yesterday was the day.

In all the times that I’ve had botox injections, I’ve always been told not to lay down or exercise for 4-12 hours afterward so I was expecting the same but they told me not to exercise or do anything that would cause my face to get red for 24-48 hours after the injection.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat

I was kind of surprised by that. I’m not sure what the difference between dysport and botox is. They feel the same. It’s not a huge difference aesthetically since I get them for migraines but since I bought this one on a Groupon, I had some units left over and I decided to use them on some fine lines. Goodbye crow’s feet!

(Not really, now they look like chicken feet in sugar sand.)

That waiting 24-48 hours thing though, I just couldn’t do it. I researched it online and mostly it said 4-24 hours. And well, this morning it was a balmy 53 degrees here. C’mon, FIFTY THREE! I live for that kind of weather.

And so I ran.

Six miles. I didn’t really sweat. It was quite comfortable and I didn’t push it, not that I have been anyway. Yes, I am a rebel, without a clue. Whatever. The injection site still looks great. No harm and no headache, it’s a win, win.

I’ve also been avoiding my favorite news sites lately since all anyone seems to want to write, talk or read about are ‘Rob and Blac Chyna’ or ‘Christina and Tarek El Moussa’ and I just really don’t care about either.

I did manage to find two stories that did interest me though and I wanted to share them with you. The first is this one about running and your knees. I cannot wait to show this one to MacGyver.

The jury is still out on this study but it’s one to definitely follow. Click on the image above to read the article.

Also, have you heard about the potato dude? Spud guy? The tater dude? Tater tot? Andrew Taylor?

This guy from Australia who’s struggled with his weight his entire life finally decides to do something about it but what he decides to do is an unorthodox and quite unusual diet consisting of, you guessed it, only potatoes.

Click on the spud dude above to read all about him on his site. It’s super interesting.

And I’ll be back tomorrow with a review so if you need a suggestion for a great last minute fitness gadget, I think I have your solution!

Would you go on a potato diet?

Have you ever had botox or dysport?

And I ran, I ran so far….

Posted on October 24, 2016 by flowerjovia

Sometime on Friday afternoon MacGyver, my Mom and I were sitting in the living room watching TV and discussing our plans for the next day when one of our neighbors pulled up outside. He isn’t one of our immediate neighbors, he lives a few streets over and we aren’t really close friends with him but I would often see he and his wife when I was running all the time. Since he has a son in law who works in the same industry as MacGyver I assumed he was there to see MacGyver so I told MacGyver to go out and see what he wanted.

After a few minutes MacGyver came back in shaking his head and asked me if everyone within a 5 mile vicinity knew me as the ‘that runner girl’.

Duh, they just all KNOW me!

So, I asked him why and he said the neighbor was just worried because he hadn’t seen me running by lately and he and the other neighbors had been talking and they decided that since he knew my husband he should come by and check on me and make sure I was okay.

So, you see, I am famous.

Kidding.

I’m trying to make a point. And get to an important lesson here, which is, if you run in your neighborhood, get to know your neighbors.

They’ll watch out for you and they will help to keep you safe. And for all of those people who made fun of me for running in circles, go suck it.

Hello neighbor……and Hello Neighbor…..and Hello Neighbor…..and Hello Neighbor

The OCD dog AKA My spirit Animal.

On Saturday the cold front came through and while MacGyver went hunting with friends I decided to forgo the morning exercise and spend the day with my mom instead. I knew I wouldn’t have a lot of time to take her to garage sales or to the malls or for any other shopping throughout the week so we went Garage sale-ing on Saturday and we had a blast.

We found some pretty awesome things but mostly we just had a really good time spending the day together, talking, laughing, and enjoying the weather. We also ~~shopped~~ got over 10,000 steps on our fitbits so I’d say it was pretty productive.

The shopbit system

Sunday morning turned a bit cooler and I decided it would be a good day to attempt a longer run again. I was determined to go at least five miles without stopping but more if I felt okay.

I ran six! SIX FREAKIN WHOLE MILES WITHOUT STOPPING PEOPLE!

And then I danced a jig, kind of like this but maybe even more awkward.

It was epic. Six miles felt like sixteen. It was incredible. It was slow and I didn’t run any spectacular trail, I didn’t master any amazing hills or break any speed records. I ran six uninterrupted beautiful, peaceful, blissful miles and I realized that I didn’t forget how to run, my body hasn’t totally fallen apart and I am still as strong as I ever was. and I didn’t get a migraine. F*ck Gluten. I quit you.

I spent the rest of the day doing some things around the house and running errands with mom. Last night MacGyver and I joined the rest of the World and watched the season premiere of the Walking Dead. I won’t spoil it for you….I can’t anyway because there are just no words. I haven’t even processed it yet. I mean, I already knew what would happen, I seriously did, I called it a long time ago but still, they never cease to surprise me with the way they make it happen. Does that make sense? Did you see it?

Last thing…If y’all have read my open letter to Nabisco then you know how upset I was over the Candy Corn Oreo’s, but by the grace of the Cookie God’s Nabisco must’ve read my letter because Mom took a trip to Target yesterday and brought these home.