Judy S.

Judy S.

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While I hadn’t wanted to skip a single workout, a long travel day yesterday required using a ticket. This morning after a glorious 5:30 sunrise swim in Barton Springs in Austin I got to the workout. I felt really strong, coordinated and energized I think because of having had a day off. Even so, last 30 seconds of tire run was a walk.


back tweak/indulgence
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Out of laziness I didn’t take time to use the right strength band for leg cross overs today. As a result I was unstable enough that I tweaked my back for the first time in many years. Fortunately had a chiropractor appnt. already scheduled and that helped. Was able to pick axe away tree roots in the garden and plant colorful posies to cheer myself up. Will now climb into the hammock with a great book and a delicious glass of Malbec.


Mushroom banner day
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I have the luxury of several days off from the usual schedule to fully complete and enjoy this last week of Kenzai, and to devote time to projects and playtime activities that excite me. It's been a pleasure to give a little more time for creative meal preparation and sitting in the warm glow of a candle to taste and slowly digest each delicious bite, all sound systems and electronic devices turned off -- and the thought that a glass of wine would complete the experience now rarely turns up.

This is the most scrumptious meal I've made yet during the past 82 days -- haddock baked with a very thin crumble of panko with pesto and a shake of Kenzai red spice on top, lemon on the side; udon noodles topped with steamed baby bok choy and mushrooms dressed with ginger and lime juices; and baby carrots braised in thyme and apple vinegar infused water, a little finger dip of brown rice syrup at the end to create a shiny glaze. DIVINE NOURISHMENT!

And I even had time after dinner to enjoy clean-up using the fancy new sink faucet I installed this week, and form an almost-ready-for-sleep face from the peels of onion and black radish before brushing them into the compost.


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Yesterday, at the end of a long, long day, when I thought I couldn't put one more green thing through my lips my son called from college. I barely said hello before grumbling loudly that I wanted to eat popcorn so bad -- yuk to the green beans and carrots I'd steamed for the meal. "GO FOR IT MOM," my beloved son and cheerleader replied, "You've been almost perfectly compliant, just do it!" That Nike cheer set in motion this sometimes-needing-to-be-naughty girl (long ago cigarettes used to be my nasty naughty -- I thank the goddess of health that habit is gone!).

While eating my limp egg white, dotted with mustard I marched to the stove and got out the old family pot used only for the purpose and magic of converting hard yellow kernels to edible white clouds. As I poured in oil from a friend's olive grove, I already felt nourishment from the ritual, if not from the anticipated consumption.

I took the sacrament cross-legged on the couch with the silver bowl warming my lap, joyfully masticating and swallowing each bite of crunch and lightness, spiced with a few grains of salt from the sea. After eating for several minutes in sacred silence, carefully tasting each simple flavor, I finished off the glorious white deliciousness while viewing this week's "Indian Summers" episode on t.v. -- more deliciousness.

And when it was all over she declared, "Damn, that was good!" and a little bit healthier than the habitual bowl with butter and cheese. (I'm recalling a spice mixture I used to put on popcorn that I'm certain would be good on veges. as well -- will try to find the recipe and share.)

As I completed my food intake for the day with a juicy red apple, I resolved to be more compliant today. So far, so good. I noticed sweating more than usual during jumping and exercises this morning, and wondered if that was a release of extra water last evening's salt had gathered.

HAPPY DAY 40-41 TO ALL, AND MANY THANKS TO ALL KENZAI-ers for your inspiration, example and support.

P.S. One of the few concerns I have about this journey is that I find myself quite often taking photos of food as if I were a cookbook illustrator -- I guess I'm just wanting to document the feasts I feel so grateful to consume.


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