Friday, May 4, 2012

Anniversaries

Monday is our first wedding anniversary. A lot has happened in the last year: we both finished school, we both started (and ended) new jobs, we went from an apartment to a house, Provo to Saratoga Springs, and for me, vegetarian to raw vegan.
May 16th marks the one year anniversary for me when I decided, cold turkey, to be raw vegan. Transitioning to a new diet or lifestyle does take time, and I realize that I am part of a minority of people who are able to do something so drastic essentially overnight. I do not recommend doing it overnight to 90% of people, simply because 90% of people will fail. Although I have been committed 100% (honestly) to the raw vegan diet since last May, I would not say that it was without its failures, and I would not say that it was without its transitions.

In April of 2010 I became a (selective) vegetarian. I overhauled my diet to cut out ALL red meat and occasionally (once/month or less) indulged in fish or chicken. It was purely for health reasons. (Read my About Me for a more in depth explanation.) In the spring of 2011 I discovered and read more about the raw food diet (eating food that has not been heated about 115 degrees F) and decided that after I got back from our honeymoon, I was on board. I knew enough about the diet that I wanted to do it 100%; the benefits of uncooked food, getting the full spectrum of vitamins and minerals, cutting out all animal products, it all makes sense to me. The problem was that I still was fighting food addictions (chocolate, sweets, rich foods) which contradicted my new plans to eat a plant based diet. To bridge the gap between my old food habits and my  new food goals, I started eating what is commonly known as the "gourmet raw diet."

If you look back at when I started this blog (right when I started eating raw), you can tell that I was elated with excitement about recreating my "old" foods in the raw....raw cake, raw pies, raw pizza, raw burgers, raw breads, raw chocolate etc. The problem with my "perfect" diet was that I was getting over 70% of my calories from fat. I was replacing animal products with a plethora of nuts and seeds and I was making disastrous food combinations: a perfect formula for weight gain and indigestion. Sure, I got some satisfaction from eating raw, but it didn't take long for me to feel heavy, uncomfortable, and not myself. Something wasn't right. Despite not feeling great, I still was very convinced that the raw food diet was right, and the problem was with how I was doing it.

That was when I met Lara. Lara is a strong-willed, opinionated woman who, like me was not feeling complete with her raw foods diet. She, like me, had committed 100% to gourmet raw and had delighted in recreating "old" foods, and had fallen off the wagon when she realized it wasn't sustaining her. She, like me, knew that the problem lay in how she was doing it, not in the food. She then gave me the greatest insight into life and health: the 80-10-10 Diet by Dr. Doug Graham. This way of eating (80% carbs, 10% fat, 10% protein) is the ideal combination of calo-nutrients. It is a delicious, fool-proof way of eating. It is the way we are all designed to eat.
I cannot recommend this book enough. It has given me a fearless way of approaching food, it has given me the confidence to make food decisions that only nourish me. It is essentially a Fruitarian diet, with lots of vegetables and greens, and minimal nuts, seeds, and avocados.
Even though May marks my 1 year anniversary to my commitment to eat raw, I think of September 7th, 2011, the day that I committed to 80-10-10 all the way, as a much more outstanding anniversary. Every physical ailment that has ever plagued me has been lifted and my life has improved in other measurable ways. I think clearer, my nails are stronger, my face doesn't break out, I feel lighter, I have more energy, I feel more positive, I am definitely more spiritual, and feel more aligned than ever before that what I am doing is having a positive effect on the environment, on people around me, and to the animals that we share our world with. My digestion is near perfect; I can literally feel how clean I am on the inside. The most amazing thing about this way of eating however, has been my recovery time. After a work out, I feel the usual muscle fatigue, but after eating sugary sweet juicy fruit and staying hydrated, I am ready in 24 hours for another perfect workout.
I know that I have written in past posts about awesome dehydrated recipes that I have made, and they no doubt were tasty, BUT a pizza is a pizza is a pizza. A burger is a burger is a burger. It doesn't matter if it's meaty, cooked, vegetarian, raw, whatever. You can't make a non-health food a health food, it doesn't work like that.
Nearly all fruit has the perfect ratio of carbohydrates (energy, glucose), protein, and fat. It is rich in fiber, vitamins, and minerals. There really is NOTHING in animal products that you cannot get in more bio-available  forms of plant foods. The trick is in eating ENOUGH. Since September I have trained myself to look at 5 mangoes as a meal. I usually start my day with one fruit (eat one fruit til I'm full), eat another fruit for lunch, snack on dates in between, and make a huge salad for dinner. That is how I have been eating since September 7th. Tomatoes and peaches were in season then which was glorious. Then I used bananas and dates as my staple through the winter. Now it is Spring and I am enjoying mangoes, berries, and pineapple. There are infinite kinds of fruit, and no two mangoes are the same! Every bite is a delicious adventure. And the best part? I am not giving up anything. I am indulging every day in ripe, sugary sweet fruit, I feel light and full of energy, my digestion and recovery are near perfect, I get creative with my dressings, I eat what is in season, and I eat real food. Food that can be eaten as is, without cooking, spicing, or processing. Food that has an expiration date in less than a month. It is simple. It is beautiful.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Back Again!

It has no doubt been too long since my last entry. My first year of married life is coming to a close and I think I speak for both of us when I say....we are ready for the next stage! Newlywed life is extremely overrated in my opinion. It was fairly rocky and definitely not the over-hyped-year of unlimited bliss. I do feel confident in our decision to wed and have no regrets, it just isn't easy as everyone says. (If you pry and ask enough, I believe "everyone" would agree that the first year is possibly the hardest. I haven't been married long enough to know anything different, but it seems to be getting better all the time.)
The source of some of our stress has been surrounded by our multiple jobs and obligations. Michael has been torn between his last year of studies, taking night classes, and working full time and I have been between multiple full time and part time jobs. We were fortunate enough to have been RAs at the apartment complex where we lived, which in turn paid our rent. March 1st we moved into our new house in Saratoga Springs, Utah. (It's silly, but I love that we live in Saratoga Springs simply because of the name. It's not a typical "Utah-Book-Of-Mormony town name" and it reminds me of Saratoga Springs, NY. My heart still pangs for the East Coast and it is a stupidly simply thing that I enjoy.) Everyday Michael and I look at each other and ask, "I wonder if there will ever be a day that we look around our new house and NOT be amazed." Hopefully that day never happens.
We both feel very fortunate to be able to afford what we have. The truth is that Michael and I both are very frugal (mostly Michael). We still joke about our third date when he took me out to the Olive Garden. He only took girls to nice restaurants if he saw a future in it, so I was positively elated. I ordered a $13 piece of lasagna and Michael almost choked on the bill. Granted, it was a huge portion, I had some leftover to take home, and he tried it and agreed it was excellent..still...$13 for lasagna?!? Yepp.
Much of our free time on the weekends these days consists of slaving away in our yard, removing the weeds and unending amount of rocks, attempting to till the ground, and transferring dirt all by hand. Our plan is to landscape our yard ourselves (again, saving money) and in so doing, get a tan, work up a sweat, and get some quality time together. We both laugh and agree that, if we were still living at home and our parents made us do this work, we would curse and rebel, but we get a strange satisfaction in it. It feels completely different when it is YOUR lawn your manicuring. Year one in our new house includes starting a compost (finally!) and getting the lawn in. Year two will consist of really pulling together my garden, and year three will include installing a fence.
Settling down in Utah has given me hosts of mixed emotions. Overall I am overjoyed with our location and house and the incredible deal it was. The cost of living, including my passion of eating the freshest, best food around is much easier here (closer to Mexico and California, more sunshine, local Farmer's Markets), the mountains have grown on me, but nothing can replace the lack of trees and green. The dullest thing (in my opinion) about Utah is the color: bleak browns, greys, and puke yellows. My eyes have not adjusted to the lack of greens, but I have grown to love the vast amount sky blues!
Our breath taking view from our house of Utah Lake and Mount Timpanogos are chipping away at my hard shell of anti-Utah and I can feel myself adapting to my surroundings. I will never refer to myself as a "Utahn" but I do have a sense of pride to represent the mountain west.