I’m experimenting with writing prompts…today’s was the word Marathon (don’t worry, I’m ok – it’s a gloomy reflection, not my present state).
caught in a storm on a slippery street, they pass me by faster, stronger, more determined. they will cross the finish line, rewarded for perseverance, off to handling the next mundane or spectacular details of their stable lives, while I, again, fall behind…
the lazy one behind a stream of normalcy, the anxious one behind high fives and warm blankets and congratulatory signs…the doubtful one behind everything and behind what i once thought could be my self.
in some primordial time i bought the t-shirt and was sent to Earth to run this marathon of mental servitude…therefore I can not quit the race.
Right now I’m reading about the effects of nightshades on individuals with autoimmune disease or otherwise compromised immune systems. For several months a little voice has been telling me to consider the nightshade family as a culprit, but my love for all things tomato and pepper related has not allowed me to seriously allow the prospect to become even a mental possibility. Just can’t wrap my head around no more stewed tomatoes. Salsa. Stuffed peppers. Babagannoush. Did I say stewed tomatoes already? Holy hell what would I do without them?!! Continue reading This Hiker’s Journey – On Sacrifice, Wellness, and Genuine-ness
Navigating the Food Maze – Outside Magazine
I really like this article because it addresses shopping for healthy and avoiding the pitfalls of green-washing (saying something is eco-friendly when it probably isn’t) and health-washing (making something seem healthy by using the words gluten-free, or organic, when it really is not), as well as some advice for shopping according to your mood. Great read!