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I’ve been in a really good mood lately. It may be the long summer days, the post-vacation relaxation or just the fact that it feels good to feel good, right? Even in the midst of a hectic work schedule, I still feel pretty darn good. A little bonus that put an even bigger smile on my face was when I saw the sign at my local farm stand shouting “You Pick Raspberries!” Now that’s what I call a great summer message. It got me thinking about how fun super foods can be to add to your day. Here are three simple ones that will have you kicking up your heels and whistling a happy tune.
When I was a little kid, I was convinced if I concentrated hard enough, I could take off on a magic carpet and fly around the world. Dragging my brother along for the “ride,” we laid one of my mom’s area rugs out on the front driveway, sat cross-legged, closed our eyes and visualized ourselves lifted off the ground. As you can imagine, it didn’t take long for my brother to lose interest and my mom to demand her rug back! Fortunately, I’ve managed to channel that misguided imagination and adventurous spirit into other endeavors along the way. Although I have yet to levitate anything, I have learned a lot about defying gravity in other ways. A recent article by my friend and colleague, Tina Van Horn, shines the spotlight on a superior you and a truly “magical” formula to help you soar.
Yesterday I spoke with my friend Louise and found out that she just celebrated her 90th birthday by zip lining in South America! When she was 79 she realized that she felt old and didn’t like it so she decided to make some changes. By 80, she had taken up jogging again after a 40 year hiatus. At 85, she started a lecture series and wrote a book. It’s no surprise that everyone wants to know her secret to living such a long, youthful and energetic life. Our conversation got me thinking about the choices we make every day, both good and bad, and how the accumulation of those choices will dramatically affect us in the future. I know it feels lame for some to talk about prevention, but stick with me. You may learn a thing or two that will help you keep pace with Louise…that is, if you can catch her!
After a couple of days soaking my foot in epson salt and sporting flip flops until the swelling diminished, my foot injury from last weekend is healing up remarkably well. It’s a good thing, too, since my list of outdoor projects and activities is growing as long as the days are this summer. Since I’ve never been one to rush to the doctor post-injury or minor accident, I hobbled to the web instead to find some home remedies and explanations for my throbbing foot pain. While I don’t advocate that you should always seek your own medical advice especially when many sources are unreliable, there are some homegrown staples and supplies that may help heal the bumps and bruises that often accompany an active lifestyle.
I was thinking a lot about my grandfather this past weekend. He was a WWII Veteran so it was fitting to pay tribute to him as we memorialized all of the brave military members our country has lost in war. My grandfather never talked about his military experience but he always shared stories of his fishing adventures. You see, he and my grandmother were avid fishers in their retirement — give them a fishing pole and a bucket of bait and they were happy! Last Friday, my husband, Mark, enjoyed a day of fishing with his dad and our neighbor, Randy, a Maine Guide and decorated Veteran from the Vietnam War. After a day of telling lies and dropping lines, Mark returned with a beautiful fresh-caught salmon for dinner. From war stories to fish tales, a good day of fishing is worth its weight in memories. There is also something really cool about catching a fresh fish and cooking it for dinner in the same day. It also reminds us to do our diligence when it comes to adding fish to our diet.
Summertime, when it finally arrives in Maine, is gorgeous around here. The evidence of our love-affair with summer is apparent when every little corner shop along the backroads and highways turn into ice cream huts and clam shacks. Our coastal waters are a seafood lover’s cornucopia with every imaginable delicacy from huge, sweet sea scallops, to succulent lobster, and fresh haddock. Other delights like crab, clams and mussels make it hard to choose what’s for dinner! Are you jealous yet? Well, maybe you should be if you can’t get here for the one week in July we can officially call summer. For all of the other weeks, the good news is that you can enjoy great health benefits from other foods if you find yourself far away from our rocky coast.
Easter is the one time of year that I wish I could borrow my niece & nephews to help me dye hard-boiled eggs, fill baskets full of plastic grass and candy, and then enjoy the simple thrill of watching them race all over the house Easter morning searching for that last illusive egg — did we hide 11 or 12? Unfortunately, for my husband, he ends up being the one who patiently humors me while I make him do the Easter egg hunt. This year I ran out of time to hard-boil the eggs so he got off easy! Unfortunately, I’ve found myself missing the colorful bounty that typically resides in the refrigerator long after Easter Sunday. For most people, especially those watching their fat and cholesterol, eggs are off-limits even during the holidays. If that’s you, you may enjoy some news to put you on the sunny side of eggs.
Did I ever tell you about my dog, Loki? Actually, I’m pretty sure I have but since the tales of my wonder-pup grow more profound with each passing year, she’s definitely worth mentioning again. Loki was a fiercely loyal Siberian Husky and although small for her breed, she packed a wicked temper and a penchant for chasing all perceived foes off of our property including unsuspecting postal workers. Much like her Norse god namesake, she was as mischievous as my siblings and I were growing up. Our adventurous and fearless nature made us all quite a handful. When I finally watched The Avengers movie, I was shocked to find my super dog was perhaps named for a super villain! Whether friend or foe, superhero or super-villain, we all tend to be more powerful when we’re part of a team. The same is true when it comes to pairing up super nutrients to keep you in S.H.I.E.L.D. shape.
I’ve never been a big TV watcher, but admit that it has become a habit over the years to turn on a television when I enter a room. Frankly, I have no idea why I even bothered with the barrage of talking heads and screaming infomercials. As technology has advanced, my entertainment preferences have kept pace. With our AppleTV box and Netflix account, Mark and I shun conventional television programing for a huge variety of commercial-free options. It made me realize how far we’ve come in such a short period of time. Back in the early 1940’s when film & television were still in their infancy, going to the movies was one of the few entertainment options for most Americans. Enter Mighty Mouse. Originally created as a parody to Superman, Mighty Mouse quickly achieved iconic status as an intrepid hero of the common man. When evil advanced, Mighty Mouse was quick to answer the call, “Here I come to save the day!” Could there be a mighty hero to help your weight loss efforts as well?
Given my Italian and Lebanese ancestry, I’m convinced I have bread and pasta flowing through by veins. From fresh breadsticks and pizza crusts to large flat breads, there was always a wholesome, delicious wheat treat available no matter which grandparents’ home we visited. In fact, I never even knew white bread existed until I sat in a lunchroom at school and saw my Midwestern classmates role their doughy, lilly-white slices into chewy, starchy morsels. It was no surprise that on every grocery store trip, my mom had four children pining for a loaf of Wonder Bread so we could be just like all the other kids at school. Thankfully, she resisted our pleas. Whatever you experienced growing up, there’s value in delving deeper into the great grain debate.
I have a unique problem in my home office, especially as I write this article. You see, the sun is brilliant today, casting abundant light all over my house and yard. The only challenge is that we are still heavily snow-packed around here so the sun’s intensity is magnified by the white blanket of snow in my backyard. The reflection is so blinding that I’ve reluctantly had to close the shades so I can see the keyboard. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. I’d rather have the challenge of a sunny day over the dreariness of an overcast sky. It just made me realize how fortunate I am to have clear vision and healthy eyes. Eye health, for many, is often taken for granted until something threatens our vision. Maybe it’s time we put the focus on our eyes so they can return the favor.
I have a true confession for you — this weekend I caught a case of the sniffles. It’s probably been 5 years or longer since my last cold so I can’t complain too much. Undaunted by my semi-disease ridden body, however, I bundled up and ventured out to the grocery store to restock our exceedingly barren refrigerator. Perhaps influenced by my influenza, I loaded up my grocery cart with a refreshing variety of vegetables, fruits, nuts, and seeds. Lengthy winter months often wither our resolve to eat fresh foods as many of us opt for comfort foods to warm us up when the cold winds blow. What better time to turn up our internal temperatures with an abundance of seasonal fruits and vegetables as we march into March?
Did you ever walk through a museum or past a static display that enticed you with its rich texture, glimmering sheen or perhaps its historical significance? Instinctively, you reach out to indulge your tactile temptation only to find yourself recoiling at the sight of a “Do Not Touch” sign? I hate those signs, don’t you? It makes me obsessed to touch it at the risk of reprimand by the local curator or temporary incarceration in museum prison for my defiance. So, now I’m feeling a little guilty for spending the better part of this month telling you what you shouldn’t do. Maybe it would be helpful, instead, to hear what you can do when it comes to your heart health.
I feel honored and blessed to have a grandfather who was part of the Greatest Generation as a veteran of World War II. Although I don’t recall him sharing many stories from the war, I always found it interesting that he never smoke or drank during a time when it was common and, quite frankly, fashionable to do so. I feel equally fortunate that my parents never smoked. So, it came as a complete shock when I was old enough to discover that my uncles smoked cigarettes. Fearing for their health, my siblings and I hatched plans to bury their cartons of cigarettes on numerous occasions. While that may not have been the best method to get them to quit, it at least got their attention. At the time, I didn’t know why it was dangerous to smoke, I just knew that I loved my uncles and hated cigarettes. If you, or your sweetheart, still light up, the following heart disease facts may help you bury your butts too!
Living in a rural state like Maine, it’s easy to get spoiled by the solitude. With no traffic to speak of, nights are still and silent which makes for a perfect sleeping environment. It also makes it easier to get startled when an errant noise jolts you out of bed with your pounding heart leading the way. Isn’t it amazing how much we don’t think about our hard-working hearts until they remind us in a big way? Since February is a month in which we celebrate the decadence of Valentine’s Day along with the prudence of heart health month, let’s find a happy medium to enjoy both!
As a kid, I had a propensity towards injury for some reason. Maybe it was the daredevil in me that led to compromising predicaments which ultimately ended in scrapes, cuts and an assortment of broken bones. I was either doing stunts on my banana-seated bicycle, or climbing on top of the refrigerator when inclement weather kept me from my favorite backyard tree. While those antics served me well in adulthood — I’m not afraid to try something new — several knocks to my noggin resulted in minor concussions and one major one requiring dozens of painful stitches. My past antics have certainly made me more aware of protecting my cranium inside and out. Recently, there has been more attention focused on brain trauma from concussions to traumatic brain injury (TBI) especially in sports and in military service due to some alarming survivability trends.
Early in the 2013–2014 football season, I had every confidence that I would be watching my beloved Packers play in the Superbowl this Sunday only to see my hopes fade as Aaron Rodgers was out with an injury for several games and, of course, a playoff loss that quickly ended their season. So, I turned to my runner up, the Patriots, and, yet again, my dreams were dashed as were theirs when they lost to the Broncos. Undaunted, I pinned my faith to the fast & furious 49ers. As you can tell, I don’t place any bets on my predictions! At least my fourth favorite is playing in the Superbowl this year, although, I’d better not say to whom I betroth my allegiance for fear of jinxing the outcome. The reason for my football rant is seated in what you’ll be doing this Sunday and beyond. Drinks and snacks will be the norm for Superbowl Sunday and, while it’s okay to share good cheer, you may want to rethink your cocktail concoctions.
Did your grandmother ever have a tried-and-true remedy for whatever ailed you? It usually came from ingredients she gathered from her backyard garden or root cellar that transformed into a stinky, sticky concoction she would rub on your chest or stick under your tongue, right? My grandmother’s cure-alls were cocoa butter and Vitamin E. Regardless of the nature and severity of your complaint, she’d say, “Just rub some Vitamin E on it and you’ll be all set,” with such a commanding tone that you were convinced it would work. And, actually, it did more often than not! Maybe Grandma was onto something after all and science is backing up her home remedies with even more E-vidence.
Bill Murray is one of my favorite comedic actors…I don’t know how he does it, but for me, he just stands there funny. From iconic SNL skits to wacky movies like Stripes and Groundhog Day, Murray portrays an ordinary guy who comes out on top no matter the circumstances. As we begin the new year with lofty resolutions and grand plans to transform our lives, I suddenly thought about Bill Murray in “What About Bob?” Bill plays Bob Wiley, an off-centered but endearing phobic who receives misguided advice from Dr. Leo Marvin played by Richard Dreyfuss in the form of the doctor’s new book entitled Baby Steps. Fearful of everything, Bob takes his book and his pet fish in hand and baby-steps his way to Dr. Marvin’s vacation home. “Baby steps get on the bus, baby steps down the aisle…baby steps into the elevator…I’m on the elevator!” Maybe we could take some advice from Bob and take consistent steps instead of quantum leaps to achieve our goals this year.
For some odd reason, I never seem to have a very stocked refrigerator. Maybe it’s my tendency towards minimalism or perhaps my propensity for reducing clutter behind closed doors like pantry shelves and closets. Either way, more often than not, my cupboards tend to be on the bare side, that is, until my relatives arrive in town! My mother has the opposite problem, a fridge so full that food and condiments spill out of ever door and shelf. Growing up there was never an utterance of “there’s nothing to eat in the house!” So, with the arrival of family this Christmas, it will be my turn to stock the shelves, and overload the refrigerator — it will be a foodie’s paradise for at least a week. While this time of year lends itself to over-indulgences, shaking the salt habit is one simple thing you can do to stay slim this season.