<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:28:10.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherri D. - BTWG Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-2953360125380802625</id><published>2011-04-04T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T17:08:26.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking Belly Buttons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey folks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;How's that for a title that demands attention???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Each of you has encountered challenges as you've worked through the BTWG process, as well as encountering successes that aren't measured in pounds but are instead measured in insights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've had my own fitness challenges lately - err, let's be honest. Since the holidays I've had my own fitness challenges. No doubt, they mirror some that you've run into. This week I experienced a success, an insight that gave me the kick in the pants I needed to get myself back in gear and move ahead. Yes, it involves a talking belly button. Yes, that lint-catching indent in the torso inspired my recent insight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For a variety of reasons I can rattle off (work hours/commitments, drive time to PRFitness and gas expense, the need for some solitary workout time which I admit is not as strenuous of a workout as when I am with our PRF community, the desire to be home a bit more versus out and about, post-winter and pre-spring mood swings, and so on) - because of these things I allowed my workouts to fall off slightly, while my eating has not. Ah-ha moment! &amp;nbsp;When I was working out more I had "X" calories coming in, "X" calories being expended - balance! Lovely. Alas, for the past 3 months I have had "X" calories coming in, and "X minus 500 calories being expended." &amp;nbsp;Add into that a diet that is not unhealthy but certainly has added in a few "extra" things a tad too often and in portions a tad too large. You don't have to be a math genius to see where this is going, right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Weight gain of 7 pounds over 3 months. But the weight itself is not the issue - it's merely a signal to me that I'm out of balance in certain areas of my life again. &amp;nbsp;Beat myself up over it? &amp;nbsp;Nope - that's time wasted that is better spent changing my path. And, while I rarely beat myself up over anything I say or do, I always make sure I "own it", whatever it is. &amp;nbsp;What I'm owning right now is the fact that I moved away from a few of the general concepts of BTWG in the last 3 months and doing so has ramifications that don't serve me or others well. As each of you are finishing up BTWG, all I can say to you as advice is keep the BTWG concepts in your daily life. Even when you feel like you had them engrained into your daily life as I felt I had after 2 years, keep them in the forefront of your mind and actions as a guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, I say the weight I've gained isn't the issue, but let me also be clear that I am NOT happy with it. All 7 pounds have acted as a well-orchestrated team and gathered their force around my soon-to-be 45-year-old midsection. &amp;nbsp;In the same way that friends say to one another, "Let's go shopping at Kohls!" these 7 pounds all looked at one another and said, "Let's go to Sherri's waistline!" &amp;nbsp;Which leads us to the talking belly buttons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Recently when a BTWG graduate/friend and I were comparing the bulges that have "mysteriously" appeared around both of our waistlines, we both lapsed into 5th-grade humor by exposing our midsections and flapping our midsection bulges around so our belly buttons became "talking" mouths. &amp;nbsp;(Yes, even in your mid 40s stupid body humor prevails. And no, we had not been drinking.) &amp;nbsp;What did our belly button mouths say? &amp;nbsp;In a French accent (not sure why) we flapped our bellies while crooning, "What is 'dis? What is 'dis bulge? Where did it come from? Dis was not here last summer!! Dis is what is in da way of the buttons on my pants!" &amp;nbsp;We were laughing hysterically as she watched my belly bounce about and I watched hers, but we both were very much aware that this laughter was our way of drawing a new line in the sand. &amp;nbsp;Post-laughter, belly buttons now silent, we have both recommitted to a renewal of focus on our mental, emotional and physical health by bringing BTWG principles - specifically the eating portion - back to the forefront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What strikes me as really funny about our talking belly buttons is the fact that the next day we both went out and ran 13 miles and we felt great afterwards. I had even run 13 miles the weekend before with no trouble and felt great after it. BUT "great" is relative, isn't it? &amp;nbsp;How much better would we have felt if our eating had been healthier before our run, how much better would our joints have felt minus those extra pounds and with a little more muscle mass, how much quicker could we have run, how much more would we have mentally and emotionally enjoyed the run if our fitness and training had been a little more deliberate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm owning all this, friends, and I'm asking you to witness it. All 7 pounds, the talking belly buttons, the shorts I bought last summer that now fit me like Hooters waitress...yep, I'm owning all of it. &amp;nbsp;I'm owning it but I'm not keeping it. Farewell non-serving eating habits I allowed to return and a lackadaisical approach to fitness. Hello again "focus-on-me-because-I-am-worth-it-and-want-to-be-active-and-have-fun-well-into-my-90s-with-friends-and-family"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AND NO, I will not be doing an encore performance of the French-speaking belly button act. Don't ask. &amp;nbsp;heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HOWEVER, I am game for getting a group together on Sunday and running/walking the trails at Eagle Creek...all paces welcome. Kelly and I will be at the 71st entrance to the park at 8am sharp for an 8am sharp departure. Any takers? If so, drop me your email at sherrid2020@gmail.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-2953360125380802625?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2953360125380802625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/talking-belly-buttons.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2953360125380802625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2953360125380802625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/talking-belly-buttons.html' title='Talking Belly Buttons'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-2040676741312590294</id><published>2011-03-03T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T12:13:24.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECIPE - Nutty Millet Veggie Bites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I haven't tried this yet but it sounds yummy and they looked pretty in the photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Serves 4: 170 calories, 6g fat, 1 sat fat, 0 cholesterol, 55mg sodium, 23g carbs, 3g fiber, 7g protein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 cup finely grated carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/3 cut finely chopped roasted salt free nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/2 cut chopped red pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/3 cup chopped red onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/3 gluten free fat free egg substitute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 tsp gluten free salt free garlic herb seasoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/4 tsp black pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1-1/2 cups hot cooked millet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350. Line 8 cup muffin tin with foil liners. Coat liners with nonstick cooking spray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Combine everything but the millet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Add the hot millet and stir gently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Spoon into muffin cups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bake 30-40 minutes until a knife comes out clean from the center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Serve warm or at room temp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-2040676741312590294?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2040676741312590294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/recipe-nutty-millet-veggie-bites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2040676741312590294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2040676741312590294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/recipe-nutty-millet-veggie-bites.html' title='RECIPE - Nutty Millet Veggie Bites'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-7074551860601313541</id><published>2011-03-01T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T12:13:59.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECIPE: Easy Gnocchi Garden Skillet with Beef</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is equally as good with no meat. Simple and fast and tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-r4DRHu4f9Tw/TW1C52am72I/AAAAAAAAAW0/64P7HoVPxL4/s1600/gnocchi.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-r4DRHu4f9Tw/TW1C52am72I/AAAAAAAAAW0/64P7HoVPxL4/s1600/gnocchi.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;15 oz. can no-salt diced tomatoes, undrained &amp;nbsp;(I use fire roasted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 large zucchini, cubed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 cup sliced white mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 small onion, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2 tsp minced fresh garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/2 cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8 oz. sirloin steak, trimmed and cubed, uncooked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 cup whole wheat gnocchi (potato dumplings in the pasta aisle or sometimes with refrigerated pasta) or mixture of plain and wheat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/3 cup FRESH basil leaves (definitely go with fresh basil instead of dried)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In a large skillet, combine tomatoes, zucchini, mushrooms, onion, garlic and water. Place on high heat and bring to boil. Reduce heat and simmer COVERED for 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stir in beef and cooked covered for 5 minutes. Add gnocchi and basil and return to a slight boil. Cook uncovered for 5-10 minutes or until sauce thickens slightly. Season with pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Serves 4: &amp;nbsp;225 calories, 50 mg cholesterol, 4g fiber, 19 g protein, 6g fat, 2g sat fat, 165mg sodium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-7074551860601313541?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7074551860601313541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/recipe-easy-gnocchi-garden-skillet-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7074551860601313541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7074551860601313541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/recipe-easy-gnocchi-garden-skillet-with.html' title='RECIPE: Easy Gnocchi Garden Skillet with Beef'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-r4DRHu4f9Tw/TW1C52am72I/AAAAAAAAAW0/64P7HoVPxL4/s72-c/gnocchi.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-1900760493358650643</id><published>2011-02-27T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:48:44.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the Gulf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey there Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am back - back from illness and also back from spending a week at our condo in the Gulf. Such power sunshine and water have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, what was I doing down there? &amp;nbsp;Being completely selfish and doing whatever the heck I wanted. Yep, and I say that with no guilt. Husband and dog left behind in Indiana in a house I did not clean before leaving. Detect any guilt? &amp;nbsp;Nope. &amp;nbsp;Left behind a couple huge work projects I have going on. Detect any worry? &amp;nbsp;Nada, zilch, zero. Emails and phone messages were left to pile up. Detect any concern? Not one ounce! Found an outlet mall near the Gulf and went a little shoe crazy despite funds being a tad low right now. Am I filled with regret? Heck, no. No regret AND my feet are looking fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rGpfAUidQkw/TWr-mwHtWxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Vc-Lwb-QrOE/s1600/IMG_5420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rGpfAUidQkw/TWr-mwHtWxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Vc-Lwb-QrOE/s320/IMG_5420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being "selfish" occasionally isn't a bad thing....sometimes it's a self-sustaining thing, a renewal thing, a way to rejuvenate and refresh, a way to come back to your life with a little more verve. Truth is - it feels pretty darn good to have a little "you time". &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I believe wholeheartedly in selflessness and service - but I also believe wholeheartedly in a little selfishness. &amp;nbsp;It's all about balance, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That all said, I have returned healthy and ready to dive into working out seriously again and fine-tuning my eating in preparation for the DC half marathon at the end of March (with deadlift queen Vanessa who will fly in from San Diego to run with me). &amp;nbsp; AND, I look forward to seeing all of you very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-1900760493358650643?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1900760493358650643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-from-gulf.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1900760493358650643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1900760493358650643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-from-gulf.html' title='Back from the Gulf'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rGpfAUidQkw/TWr-mwHtWxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Vc-Lwb-QrOE/s72-c/IMG_5420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-2282522898528400522</id><published>2011-02-08T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T07:25:47.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"easy" is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Just got this in from that inspirational email service I subscribe to - seemed fitting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;"Like most things in life, getting what you want, or doing something new, or being really honest with yourself, is typically very, very hard for first timers, but then... it becomes patently, ridiculously, absurdly and preposterously EASY for the rest of eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;I'd say do it right, nail it, whatever it takes, because "easy" is good, and eternity is long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Comprende?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000066; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-2282522898528400522?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2282522898528400522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/easy-is-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2282522898528400522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2282522898528400522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/easy-is-good.html' title='&quot;easy&quot; is good'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-8377629429082769256</id><published>2011-02-06T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:13:28.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey      By Mary Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ddb175; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;One day you finally knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #ddb175; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;what you had to do, and began,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #ddb175; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;though the voices around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #ddb175; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;kept shouting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #ddb175; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;their bad advice--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #ddb175; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;though the whole house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #e7b085; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;began to tremble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #e7b085; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;and you felt the old tug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #e7b085; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;at your ankles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #e7b085; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;"Mend my life!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #e7b085; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;each voice cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;But you didn't stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;You knew what you had to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;though the wind pried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;with its stiff fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;at the very foundations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;though their melancholy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;was terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;It was already late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;enough, and a wild night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;and the road full of fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;branches and stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;But little by little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;as you left their voices behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;the stars began to burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;through the sheets of clouds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;and there was a new voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;which you slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;recognized as your own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;that kept you company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;as you strode deeper and deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;into the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;determined to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;the only thing you could do--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;determined to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="size12" style="color: #dcb791; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;the only life you could save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-8377629429082769256?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8377629429082769256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/journey-by-mary-oliver.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/8377629429082769256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/8377629429082769256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/journey-by-mary-oliver.html' title='The Journey      By Mary Oliver'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-6765841343803663728</id><published>2011-02-03T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T17:44:36.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Thoughts Become Things"</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every so many days I receive an email from www.tut.com filled with affirmations and inspirations and new ways of perceiving. Here's one I just received and want to share with you all. -Sherri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Did you know, that you can expect extraordinary miracles to manifest in your life about 2% more often, simply by learning that your thoughts become the things and events of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Whoop-de-do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And that you can expect extraordinary miracles to manifest about 25% more often, when you not only learn this, but you also visualize at least several times a week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Oh, cowabunga."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But when you understand that "thoughts become things," you visualize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;you begin saying and doing things, every day, that you've never said or done before, the onslaught of serendipities and coincidences are immeasurable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Holy #$%^! I'll have what she's having!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yeah, sounds like it's worth it -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-6765841343803663728?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6765841343803663728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/thoughts-become-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/6765841343803663728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/6765841343803663728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/02/thoughts-become-things.html' title='&quot;Thoughts Become Things&quot;'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-5615685721369283697</id><published>2011-01-31T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:22:12.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware the Snow/Ice Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone, repeat after me (because I still have to repeat these things to myself when bad weather is predicted):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) a snow/ice storm that will last 2-4 days does NOT mean I have to shop Kroger/Marsh/Meijer/Walmart as if doomsday has arrived. &amp;nbsp;There is no chance of starvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) during a power outage, a snow/ice storm may gang up with my now-full refrigerator and try to convince me that I should eat, eat, eat because there's nothing else to do! Resist listening to their chatter! Find something else to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) a snow/ice storm that knocks out my power and prevents me from watching mindless TV or spending endless time on Facebook ALLOWS me the opportunity to work on my meditation and to appreciate the deafening loudness of silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUdQiX6qJjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/T6BFH3CgP6A/s1600/2nd+barn+with+plastic+wrapjpg.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUdQiX6qJjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/T6BFH3CgP6A/s400/2nd+barn+with+plastic+wrapjpg.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4) a snow/ice storm that prevents me from driving in to work and keeps me homebound&amp;nbsp;(whoo hoo)&amp;nbsp;ALLOWS me the opportunity to do something new and creative with part of my day, and to NOT just fall into the usual routines of cleaning up, snacking, etc. Read a book, draw a picture, peruse recipe books for healthy options, make a snow angel or a snowperson, shovel a neighbor's walkway, watch your kids or dog frolic in the snow, take a nap, paint your toenails, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5) a snow/ice storm will NOT prevent me from working out my body at home...yes, shoveling counts but watch your back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;6) a snow/ice storm ALLOWS me the opportunity to see and hear the beauty of winter - glistening snow and crystal ice that makes tree branches clatter in the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUdRmPilv7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/jq7vHpduFAk/s1600/barn+in+winter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUdRmPilv7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/jq7vHpduFAk/s320/barn+in+winter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;7) a snow/ice storm gives me reason to look forward to spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-5615685721369283697?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5615685721369283697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/beware-snowice-storm.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5615685721369283697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5615685721369283697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/beware-snowice-storm.html' title='Beware the Snow/Ice Storm'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUdQiX6qJjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/T6BFH3CgP6A/s72-c/2nd+barn+with+plastic+wrapjpg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-3260257741474407804</id><published>2011-01-26T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T05:09:27.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache? Fatigue? Some ideas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hey everyone. First of all, congrats to all of you for taking one Week One with purpose and commitment! &amp;nbsp;Several of you have mentioned fatigue and headaches...yep, but hang in there! The first week of BTWG change can indeed bring on headaches - changes in diet, possible elevation of stress as you try to find your routine, the unease and sometimes guilt that can come with paying attention to your own needs when you usually put yourself at the end of the line, etc. &amp;nbsp;Chris can possibly give you more specifics, but below are the things I did during BTWG when I felt fatigued or had a headache or was ticked off/fed up. I hope they help. The best news is that as your body acclimates to this new way of eating and drinking and exercising and living and thinking, it will surrender to all the fantastic feelings that accompany a balanced, healthy approach to life. It's just getting past that "addicted" stage - let's face it: detox is what's tough...and your body (and mind) might be balking at the changes in your routine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For me, these are the things I did to get through the first couple weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC7DecKU1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/HBfoYaXwsLU/s1600/cat.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC7DecKU1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/HBfoYaXwsLU/s1600/cat.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) Lots of sleep....when we sleep we aren't eating, thinking about eating, noticing our body's aches, stressing over little things, etc. That's the first perk - and then there's just the simple health benefits of resting the body and mind and heart. I tried to slow down my day earlier when I was new to the program...having dinner earlier, doing any final "chores" or prep for the next day earlier, then around 7:30 starting to dim lights, soften music/sound, TV off, face washed/teeth brushed, so when that first sleepy wave arrived I was ready to hit the bed. Also, doing your meditation before bed can be helpful in letting the mind unwind a tad before lying down...and for nights when it's hard to fall asleep, sometimes I'd get out of bed and put my legs up a wall (so your body is in an "L" shape with your back and head on the ground and your legs/heels resting on the wall) and just lie there and listen to my own breath and how much I could slow it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Or try staring at darkness - actually trying to see darkness...that one makes me fall asleep within minutes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) Make sure you're getting a variety of foods in your diet as Chris has asked you to...balancing veggies with fruits with lean meats with nuts, etc. I took a multivitamin also and an iron pill on and off since I was reducing my red meat intake. Chris can tell you more about what foods might better combat headaches/fatigue, but I found that if I had a high protein breakfast I seemed to do better. And so, speaking of breakfast, make sure you have a really good one to start your day. Also, maybe adding in a healthy snack (with protein) between meals might help. Even today, I always have a snack of some sort between meals and it really seems to take off "the edge", not to mention I tend to not overeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) Drink water, but not to the point where you are flooding yourself with it. No one needs to be in the bathroom all day, right! &amp;nbsp;Make sure your headache isn't due to dehydration versus lower calories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC56b-Zd_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/EuQs1WASWBk/s1600/water.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC56b-Zd_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/EuQs1WASWBk/s200/water.png" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4) Reduce stress wherever you can. Remind yourself not to sweat the tiny things...so the house didn't get cleaned over the weekend...so you got a birthday card out in the mail late to a second cousin once-removed...so a person at works is really annoying you by not cleaning the microwave after using it. &amp;nbsp;What I finally had to say to myself and others during BTWG was, "I am going to let some things slide that I normally wouldn't and I am going to let those I love know this will be happening and why. And when I get my wellness back and stable, I will find a way to bring those things I've set aside back into my life - or not. REGARDLESS, I will NOT feel bad about re-prioritizing some of these things behind my own wellness and health." I had to give myself permission to NOT do everything perfectly and to stop trying to do everything period ! &amp;nbsp;Talk about setting yourself up for failure if you don't give yourself permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Of course, I didn't realize this until about 1/2 way thru the program and by then I had imposed so much self-stress on myself about succeeding with the program and everything else, that I was very wired! In fact, I took the program so seriously that I stressed about every little darn thing during the first 5 weeks. &amp;nbsp;I basically let myself be overwhelmed by everything the program was asking of me (key words there: I let myself)...but then when I acknowledged the stress and how much of it was self-induced, and when I finally gave myself permission to back off some things in my life without feeling guilty, I was able to relax a little and to start enjoying the success I was experiencing with BTWG. Enjoying the successes and my progression (even my regressions) &amp;nbsp;was so much better than simply fulfilling the guidelines of the program and what I needed to turn in, the tangibles that got "graded", etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5) SUNSHINE...although it's been cold, we've been lucky to have many sunny days this winter. Get outside in the sun...I swear this makes a huge difference especially if the head is achy or weariness sets in. Something about the cool air in the nose, deep breaths, wind on&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the face, and the body absorbing all those rays can really help the head clear. It's an attitude thing...and if you are in an office all day, God knows you need to take a break and enjoy some of the great outdoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC5YEICevI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pYFSfgA_uRE/s1600/sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;6) Combat headaches and fatigue at work by taking periodic breaks during work to stretch (arms, neck, back) and take some really deep breaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't have time to do this? &amp;nbsp;Nonsense - get rid of that excuse (one I still battle myself to this day, I admit, and which I acknowledge is nonsense). Work is necessary and can be rewarding, but let's remember that saying: "No one, on the edge of dying and moving on, ever said, 'I should have spent more time at the office.' " &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC5YEICevI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pYFSfgA_uRE/s1600/sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC5YEICevI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pYFSfgA_uRE/s200/sun.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So there you have it...things that may or may not make a difference as you work through fatigue and headaches and some potential crabbiness. Ride out the Week 1 and 2 waves because there's smoother sailing ahead for you (with some occasional rouge waves sweeping in to make things turbulent again here and there...not going to lie to you). &amp;nbsp; Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-3260257741474407804?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3260257741474407804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/headache-fatigue-some-ideas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/3260257741474407804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/3260257741474407804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/headache-fatigue-some-ideas.html' title='Headache? Fatigue? Some ideas....'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TUC7DecKU1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/HBfoYaXwsLU/s72-c/cat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-7581900200334814973</id><published>2011-01-26T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T05:10:15.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECIPE - Barley, Carrot and Mushroom Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJNgKrTXCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CZE52pXkEao/s1600/carrot.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562593704773114914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJNgKrTXCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CZE52pXkEao/s320/carrot.png" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 297px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; width: 273px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a healthy soup/stew if anyone is interested. I broke down the calories and for a one cup serving it's about 150 calories. To bring the sodium level down, use low sodium chicken broth or use 1/2 chicken broth and 1/2 water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 tablespoon butter/margarine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 tablespoon vegetable oil (or olive oil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 pound mushrooms, sliced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 cup chopped yellow onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/2 cup chopped red pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2 carrots chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4-5 cups chicken broth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1/3 cup pearl barley (rinsed) (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;: sounds like a small amount of barley but it puffs up; also barley is a higher calorie grain so don't overindulge with the amount; as for the rinsing of it, I usually skip this because it's a pain in the butt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 tablespoon red vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5 oz. frozen chopped spinach, thawed and squeezed dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 teaspoon salt (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ground pepper to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In a large soup pot over medium heat, melt butter with oil. Add mushrooms, onion, bell pepper, and carrots. Saute until tender, about 7 minutes. Add stock, barley, and vinegar. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat to medium-low and simmer, covered, until barley is tender, about 25-30 minutes. Add spinach, salt (optional), and pepper and simmer, uncovered, for 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-7581900200334814973?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7581900200334814973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-barley-carrot-and-mushroom-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7581900200334814973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7581900200334814973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-barley-carrot-and-mushroom-soup.html' title='RECIPE - Barley, Carrot and Mushroom Soup'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJNgKrTXCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CZE52pXkEao/s72-c/carrot.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-1674008179661654172</id><published>2011-01-23T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T05:10:39.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECIPE - Brown rice, cauliflower, raisin, &amp; cashew salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJQpTjNcoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/5lPV-954G9o/s1600/cauliflower.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562597160308798082" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJQpTjNcoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/5lPV-954G9o/s320/cauliflower.png" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 319px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Makes 8 servings; 151 calories per serving; 5 g protein, 19 g carbohydrates, 7 g fat, 1 g saturated fat, 78 mg sodium, 4 g dietary fiber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1 medium head cauliflower, cored and split into small florets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Olive oil for coating florets, plus 1-1/2 tablespoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1 tsp ground cumin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1 tsp turmeric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1-1/4 cup unprocessed brown rice (Lundberg Wehani from Whole Foods is suggested and you can also use red rice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1/2 cup coarsely chopped unroasted, unsalted cashews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1/3 cup seedless dark raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1/3 cup dried apricots, diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1/3 cup coarsely chopped cilantro (or more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- ¼ to 1/3 cup coarsely chopped mint (or more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Juice of ½ lemon (or more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Put oven rack on upper level and preheat over to 450 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In large bowl, toss cauliflower florets with just enough olive oil to coat. Season with salt. Dust florets with cumin and turmeric. Spread on rimmed baking sheet and roast for 25 minutes, turning florets once or twice to prevent burning. Let cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Make rice according to package directions. Let cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In a large bowl combine the florets, rice, cashews, raisins, apricots, cilantro and mint. Add the lemon juice and the remaining 1-1/2 tablespoons of olive oil (optional). Pepper to taste. Serve at room temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-1674008179661654172?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1674008179661654172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-brown-rice-cauliflower-raisin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1674008179661654172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1674008179661654172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-brown-rice-cauliflower-raisin.html' title='RECIPE - Brown rice, cauliflower, raisin, &amp; cashew salad'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJQpTjNcoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/5lPV-954G9o/s72-c/cauliflower.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-7831701652633797911</id><published>2011-01-20T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:18:47.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to look forward to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so excited for you because you have something very special to look forward to. Something that will take place without you realizing it, and then when it does hit you upside the head, you will marvel at your good fortune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTjr907_CzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pSnGfy5ZBt0/s1600/IMG_5185_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTjr907_CzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pSnGfy5ZBt0/s320/IMG_5185_2.JPG" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's the friendships that you will make during the 12-week-program. And my dear pal Kelly Rota-Autry reminded me of this yesterday when she shared her new blog address with me. Simple enough, right, all she did was share a blog address? &amp;nbsp;Reading her new blog reminded me of how much I loved reading her old blog when she and I were BTWG recruits....and it reminded me how our friendship developed over the course of BTWG...first, at the fitness test where my view during the 1-one test run was Kelly's backside as she paced us, later as we analyzed what we shared on our blogs and challenged ourselves to view things differently. The friendship grew stronger during the mid-point of the program as we encouraged one another through unforeseen food, work, family and workout challenges, until it arrived at what it is today - a full-fledged friendship that will last a lifetime, based on acceptance, wellness, respectful candidness, and appreciation of each other's quirks, talents, and opportunities for improvement. Good stuff....all because we signed up to participate in this one little program called BTWG. Ain't life funny bringing together two Jersey girls who ended up in the midwest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Blog on, people! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;(PS - Kelly's new blog address is&amp;nbsp;http://kellybtwg2011.blogspot.com/ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-7831701652633797911?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7831701652633797911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-to-look-forward-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7831701652633797911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7831701652633797911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-to-look-forward-to.html' title='Something to look forward to'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTjr907_CzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pSnGfy5ZBt0/s72-c/IMG_5185_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-2414356438002678688</id><published>2011-01-16T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T17:45:50.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you on Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTOeUAJf6CI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oB0R3Ypb4f0/s1600/doors%2Bmany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTOeUAJf6CI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oB0R3Ypb4f0/s400/doors%2Bmany.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562964031207106594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'll be thinking of you all tomorrow on Day One of BTWG. Remember that Day One and the subsequent days are not about deprivation; it's about the wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;addition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; of wellness and balance and health and peace and priority to your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So, start flinging open closed doors. Begin peeking into dark corners. Walk up to the edge to get a better view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And, be sure to pat yourself on the back this week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;each and every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; time you are good to yourself! We kick ourselves in the butt so often over food and exercise that it's important you start commending yourself when you treat yourself well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HAVE A FANTASTIC WEEK BEING GOOD TO YOURSELVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-2414356438002678688?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2414356438002678688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/thinking-of-you-on-day-one.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2414356438002678688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2414356438002678688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/thinking-of-you-on-day-one.html' title='Thinking of you on Day One'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTOeUAJf6CI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oB0R3Ypb4f0/s72-c/doors%2Bmany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-5541291392584012370</id><published>2011-01-15T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:49:41.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECIPE - Fatoosh Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJPggLxJpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/AVrPxE4DCMw/s1600/tomato121_006143_tns.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJPggLxJpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/AVrPxE4DCMw/s400/tomato121_006143_tns.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562595909569685138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For those who like crunch in their food and want a break from lettuce, here's a simple and delicious salad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1 cup cucumber, diced (I use baby cukes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1 cup tomatoes, diced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1/4 cup onion, diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- mint leaves diced (or you can use dried mint leaves) - to taste but more is better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- juice of lemon, about 4-5 tablespoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 2 tsp of olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- 1 Arnold Select Multigrain bread round or other thin multigrain bread - toasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Combine veggies and mint. Mix lemon juice and oil and add to veggies. Stir well.  Separate bread round into 2 pieces and toast. Cut bread into small pieces. Add to veggies and eat immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-5541291392584012370?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5541291392584012370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-fatoosh-salad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5541291392584012370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5541291392584012370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-fatoosh-salad.html' title='RECIPE - Fatoosh Salad'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJPggLxJpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/AVrPxE4DCMw/s72-c/tomato121_006143_tns.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-4646755717900910922</id><published>2011-01-15T17:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T17:22:14.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECIPE - Roasted Mushrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJHNtyp8xI/AAAAAAAAAVc/tzU0Sys-gqY/s1600/mushroom-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJHNtyp8xI/AAAAAAAAAVc/tzU0Sys-gqY/s320/mushroom-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562586790711915282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean and trim mushrooms of all varieties you like. Cut larger mushrooms in half, leave smaller ones whole. Toss with olive oil, pepper, and salt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Spread on a baking sheet and roast at 400-450 degrees for 10-15 minutes, mixing them at least once during the roast. Eat warm or cold.  Add to soups, salads, or pasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-4646755717900910922?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4646755717900910922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-roasted-mushrooms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4646755717900910922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4646755717900910922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/recipe-roasted-mushrooms.html' title='RECIPE - Roasted Mushrooms'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/TTJHNtyp8xI/AAAAAAAAAVc/tzU0Sys-gqY/s72-c/mushroom-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-183346410621221573</id><published>2011-01-13T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T19:44:59.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Return to Blogging 1-1/2 Years Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amazing ! A year and half has passed since my last blog posting. The adage "Time Flies" has never seemed more true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, why back to blogging? The newest class of BTWG participants has gotten me fired up again with the things they are sharing in their blogs -- and they reminded me just how powerful blogging was during my BTWG experience. How friendships were made because of blog topics, how frustration could be channeled into the blog instead of into devouring the contents of the refrigerator. How some people wrote so poetically you yearned, and others wrote with so much humor you giggled like a child,  and how other people blogged such raw emotions that you bled alongside of them...but what each person shared in their writings resonated in some way with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BTWG participants also have me revisiting my own nutrition and exercise and rest and meditation practices - things we all need to keep in tune with regardless of where we find ourselves on the path to wellness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A chat tonight with a workout friend and BTWG participant made me think of the poem below. It's about self love, about holding communion in honor of your own human holiness, about looking into the mirror and embracing your beauty and value and abilities.  It's about rediscovering yourself, and then having compassion toward and appreciation of the person you discover&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Love After Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; The time will come&lt;br /&gt;when, with elation&lt;br /&gt;you will greet yourself arriving&lt;br /&gt;at your own door, in your own mirror&lt;br /&gt;and each will smile at the other's welcome,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and say, sit here. Eat.&lt;br /&gt;You will love again the stranger who was your self.&lt;br /&gt;Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart&lt;br /&gt;to itself, to the stranger who has loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all your life, whom you ignored&lt;br /&gt;for another, who knows you by heart.&lt;br /&gt;Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photographs, the desperate notes,&lt;br /&gt;peel your own image from the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Sit. Feast on your life.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;by Derek Walcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-183346410621221573?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/183346410621221573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/return-to-blogging-1-12-years-later.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/183346410621221573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/183346410621221573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2011/01/return-to-blogging-1-12-years-later.html' title='A Return to Blogging 1-1/2 Years Later'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-7759477571859701593</id><published>2009-07-04T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:28:56.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New meaning for "interval training"</title><content type='html'>During the summer wellness session, I have redefined the meaning of "interval training".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Similar to our running intervals where we go all out for a time period, then back off for a time, my entire exercise program this summer has been about "intervals". One week I will be "on" and get in all my workouts or enough of them that I feel like I've given it my all. Then, the next week I find myself  doing 1 weight session full effort, 1 or 2 run/walk outings, teaching yoga a couple times, then doing a smattering of weight and abs here and there but in no real order or with focused intensity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same goes for keeping my journals and meditating....more miss than hit with these. Again, I am allowing work to be one of the reasons I've gotten off schedule.  Two incredibly busy weeks in June have now exploded into a busy July as work events get added and rescheduled.  This all said, I've been doing LOTS of thinking about work and what the future holds for me.  Seeing LOTS of opportunity and simply evaluating the details of each option right now...but they are all good. (Isn't everything really?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I've been more sporadic with fitness (AND I really need to work on getting more fruit in me!), I've maintained my weight since the first BTWG program ended. So, I am approaching this "lull" as a sort of maintenance period for me, knowing that increased and more focused exercise in the future will help me continue to gain health, firm up, and possibly lose a couple more pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, all this said, I'm not beating myself up because I am still operating by the most critical BTWG principles.  Hope you all are doing well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-7759477571859701593?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7759477571859701593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-meaning-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7759477571859701593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7759477571859701593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-meaning-for.html' title='New meaning for &quot;interval training&quot;'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-421630359753657455</id><published>2009-06-10T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:12:57.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-forgiveness</title><content type='html'>When I leave the prison and the incarcerated women I work with there, I usually find that for an hour or so I ponder the concept of personal freedom and what that means. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I left the prison with a full heart and awed by seeing one of the ladies embrace her own personal freedom (of which there is next to none in prison) through practicing self-forgiveness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 16 years of age, she committed and was imprisoned for a crime that was, without reservation, I can say was appalling. Eighteen years later, she is 34. She is always peppy; she likes to talk but it's usually about superficial things; she has boundless energy. In our group monthly meetings which involve a public audience, she has never shared any intimate details about who she is, what she thinks, her incarceration, her crime, her future. Everything has been very surface. Until tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, with 8 of our guests in the room (all with a grandmotherly demeanor), this young woman got up and started the program off by sharing her life with us, her poor judgement, how her crime made her "a mother's worst nightmare", how there was cost and that cost was a human life.  I have heard this woman present to public groups at least 20 times and never had she spoken so frankly, so much from the heart that your own heart felt it.  She surprised herself, and therefore all of us, when her own voice cracked and her lips tightened and she fought to not cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What struck me was that I was the most fortunate person in the world to be in the company of this woman at that very moment...to witness her assuming accountability for her past actions, but at the same time watching her crack open the door to experience the freedom that accompanies self-forgiveness.By sharing the dark side of herself with us--with herself--she inched closer to the light.  Isn't that true though? The more we own up to those things - large or small - that we have caused or fostered, the more we take responsibility for and accept those things we've done, said, thought....then, the more we allow ourselves the opportunity to forgive ourselves.  And while self-forgiveness doesn't mean that the slate of the past is wiped clean, it does give us a cleaner slate on which we write the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish you had all been there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-421630359753657455?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/421630359753657455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/self-forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/421630359753657455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/421630359753657455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/self-forgiveness.html' title='Self-forgiveness'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-8048171494278287257</id><published>2009-05-31T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:11:17.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funk</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been battling a "funk" during this summer program and am just now trying to point a finger at the funk's source. After I went on a week-long solo beach vacation, it seems I returned to Indiana, but all my enthusiasm for health stayed behind on the beach.  It's not that I have completely fallen off the wagon with eating or working out; I'm just not doing either as well or thoroughly or with as much joy as I did during the first 12 weeks of BTWG. Feeling a little apathetic and lacking initiative in health matters. Walking the walk, talking the talk, and feeling strangely numb through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strange because all is going well overall in life...work has reached a sort of equilibrium. I stopped teaching one of my yoga classes to give me more time "for myself" and my wellness. I've been in more contact with friends than the first part of the year. I've been able to spend more time outside gardening which I adore. And yet, my drive for wellness has gone from verve to non-energetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, in pondering this, I have to come a mini-conclusion: while on vacation with me, myself and I, I found myself REALLY enjoying it. No schedule to follow whatsoever. No one that I had to call or talk to. No dogs to feed. No grass to mow, house to tidy. No pressing work matters aside from a few things I handled here and there. If I wanted to go for a walk, I did without checking a clock. If I wanted to eat, I did so. Swim in the pool? I did. Look for shells, why not - nothing else scheduled. I didn't have one thing I HAD to do. I didn't miss anything or anyone from my life back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even had a kind invitation from an older man I met in the produce aisle of the grocery (who narrates the Blue Angels aviation show) to visit the base and attend a practice session for the Blue Angels in Pensacola.  Wow - I thought - would love to see that!  And then that Self who is lacking "oomph" said, "That means I'd have to be at the base at 6:45am and I'd have to leave at 6:00am to get there and that means I'd have a schedule and if I commit to go, then I have to go and I don't want to feel like I have to do one damn thing while vacationing so no, thank you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I didn't take him up on the kind offer.  That all said (where is she going with this, you ask?), I think I'm working through this complex question of: what am I really committed to, professionally and personally?  And confronting that question begs the more burdensome question of: what am I not committed to.  Exploring these questions means I also have to face the consequences of acknowledging them and giving them voice and possibly acting on them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, why my focus on health has fallen off a tad during this introspection, I sure as hell don't know. BUT, I also have no doubt that I'll be rebound - always have, anticipate I always will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My past 4 Saturday's have been filled with activities outside BTWG recently so I've missed several yoga classes and meetings, but NOT this upcoming Saturday! Looking forward to seeing you all then and storing up on the good vibes that come from you all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-8048171494278287257?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8048171494278287257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/funk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/8048171494278287257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/8048171494278287257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/funk.html' title='Funk'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-2673664070140033783</id><published>2009-05-13T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:07:45.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Get your envy out of your system when I share that I AM AT THE BEACH!!! Yes, staring at the ocean right now from my kitchen table where I type.  Ahhhh......so now that your envy has dissipated, let mine rear its ugly head.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am envious of all of you folks who committed to the the summer program and who entered Week 1 full throttle and gave it your all and have aching butt muscles to prove it.  I, on the other hand, am feeling very fortunate that Chris did not base entry into this summer program per this last week's performance...if he did, I would have received a big old F ! Well, maybe not an F but definitely a D.  During Week 1, in preparation for vacation (getting work and home where it all needed to be before I left), I did a greatly reduced workout routine, and my eating, while nutritious, was definitely higher in calorie totals than it should have been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that's the not so great news. BUT the good news (as there always is) is that I am now on vacation with very little garbage floating about inside my head regarding work/home commitments so I am really able to enjoy myself!!!!  Just me down here - no dogs to feed, cats to stroke, no to-do list for home, and I am only checking in with work a couple  times....PERFECT!  Weather has been a nice mixture of sun and some clouds...temperatures in the mid to upper 80s. I will begin the 12-1/2 hour drive home on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to a great pilates class on Tuesday and plan to visit this teacher again on Thursday. Went into the Orange Beach rec center's weight room and refused to be intimidated by all the late 1980's clunky weight equipment. I did spend about 30 minutes too much time in the sun yesterday so I have some sunburn that's a little achy - oh, except for my face which I lathered in 70 sunscreen so now I have this bi-racial color thing going on. Collarbones up = pale. Collarbones down = red.  Sorta funny looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for running, there's a lovely paved running trail through the backwoods about a mile from shore...the path is about 7 miles long all told. I'm used to having to watch for snakes and alligators while on this trail - but OH MY, those two things are nothing compared to the biting flies who followed me for 3 miles, nipping at my sweaty, tasty flesh!  Good God, talk about imparting a sting....and talk about a way to make you run FASTER!  I could have even given Chris and Rob a run for their money with those damn flies biting my neck, legs and ass! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I immediately went to the store and bought some Xtreme Sportsman bug spray, supposedly organic, but I still get a little nervous when a back panel reads :  "This product has not been registered by the US EPA. This product qualifies for exemption from regulation LOTS-O-NUMBERS and because it is a minimum pesticide."  A minimum pesticide I am going to coat myself with. It goes on to say that it won't harm plastics or nylon products....well, thank God for that. It might change my DNA but your running shorts won't discolor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ocean is a bit angry today. I am going out to walk the beach and see what wonderful treasures have been carried to shore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-2673664070140033783?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2673664070140033783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2673664070140033783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2673664070140033783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-5572046999277630734</id><published>2009-05-04T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:47:03.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the condo this Friday</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past 2 weeks, I experimented with NOT keeping a food log but instead mentally tallying up calories vs. activity. Pleased to say that I was able to maintain my weight, despite some food choices that weren't ideal here and there. Still worked out but not as hard as during the 12-week program. Sorta felt like a slacker, but really enjoyed NOT having the "structure" in terms of logging food/exercise for a couple weeks. It's funny -- I pretty much continued the BTWG program these past 2 weeks without the logging and felt soooooo much more relaxed about it all....showed me that I was self-imposing some pressure on myself during the 12 weeks. Not necessarily bad pressure, just pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I anticipate some of that self-pressure will come back with our summer school program -- although so far (Day 1) it hasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a hard decision to make recently with regard to my "free time" of which I had NONE and was feeling it big time. So, after a few weeks of pondering my options, I gave up teaching yoga on Sundays.  This was my first Sunday not teaching and I felt reborn by the gift of this extra time now added to my schedule.  Talk about listening to what your heart is saying and then realizing that you did exactly what was right for you - what a great feeling.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, summer program goals....here they are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) tone up that midsection more; while I've lost some jiggle in the tummy, I still have some shake going on mid-section that I'd love to see firm up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) continue running and increasing distance, and continue to grow my appreciation of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) really throw myself more into the meditation practice and just surrender to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) affirmations....I've always been a person who self-affirms naturally, but now I want to affirm some very specific thoughts/goals and see where those leads me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) to continue to realize that taking time for myself and slowing down now and then is part of the self-care I deserve and need, WHICH leads me to.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM GOING TO THE BEACH THIS FRIDAY for 8 days!! Yes, down to our condo in Orange Beach, AL where I can sit on our terrace and stare at the ocean, feel sand between my toes, and let it all go. (Shameless plug: condo is available for rent! Check it out at www.sunswept.com, click on virtual tour, then unit 204)  My biggest quandary about this trip is this: 1) do I take my little dog Tucker with me?  I think the answer is leaning to "no" since, dear as he is to me, he does require energy and my goal is to recharge while down there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't wait to be there!!!  But for now, I have to go to bed....it's past my bedtime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-5572046999277630734?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5572046999277630734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-to-condo-this-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5572046999277630734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5572046999277630734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-to-condo-this-friday.html' title='Off to the condo this Friday'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-1822246426151270843</id><published>2009-04-13T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:16:11.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Peace with Fitting Room Mirrors</title><content type='html'>What kind of sick person would ever design the mirrors of distortion found in department store fitting rooms, I used to think?  And worse yet, how dare they pair that mirror with overhead fluorescent lighting that accentuates cellulite and every mound of flesh?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, the mirror was not distorted. 'Twas me all those times before -- pale and lumpy and in sad need of matching bras and undies, cursing the image in the mirror without acknowledging the "self" staring back at me. No wonder shopping was no fun...between looking at your lumpy body when naked and THEN stuffing yourself into pants off the rack like you shove sausage into its casing, how could it be fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went shopping to find a new pair of pants to wear to a special meeting I have tomorrow. Two pants sizes down after BTWG (CAN NOT BELIEVE THAT!) and there was a new person looking back at me from that mirror, still looking a tad jaundiced in that fluorescent lighting, but definitely fitter and smoother.   I found a pair of pants that I adored and that fit me perfectly....THEN, (call me cocky) since I plan to try and drop about 10 more pounds during the summer BTWG program, I bought another pair of the same pants - ANOTHER size smaller!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And while all this was visually exhilarating, I continue to be fascinated by how exhilarating it is - even when you close your eyes to the physical changes - to recognize you are moving forward each moment toward improved wellness. Congrats to everyone in the program and I look forward to seeing many of you in the summer program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-1822246426151270843?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1822246426151270843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/making-peace-with-fitting-room-mirrors.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1822246426151270843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1822246426151270843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/making-peace-with-fitting-room-mirrors.html' title='Making Peace with Fitting Room Mirrors'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-3604489934064309024</id><published>2009-04-07T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:20:38.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Photo - Counting Backwards - Thanks</title><content type='html'>I downloaded photos I took at the prison 2 weekends ago and when I went to look through them, I got to one picture and for almost 2 seconds could NOT figure out who one of the people in the shot was. Honestly, could not! Then I realized: It was me....now there were several reasons, I think, I didn't recognize myself. First, my expression was one of disgust mixed with frustration, and second, I was bending at the waist with my face swung towards the camera, not a good look....but third, my face was slimmer!  Even when I realized it was me, I had to look at it a few times to really believe it. So, I was very happy to see some weight off my bones....I guess now I need to work on transforming that look of disgust and frustration. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for counting backwards, here's the deal. Counting sequentially gets in my way whether that's during a workout or a run or while meditating. The whole numbers thing trips me up motivationally. So, this past Monday (when I should have been doing intervals) I decided to just run plain, even laps at the indoor track. Part of this was to calm my soul after a day that was somewhat edgy, knowing that I needed to be doing something steady and predictable and calming. "Ah, perhaps tonight I have it in me to run 2 miles without stopping," I thought to myself. But already my head was saying, "Or you could run the usual 7 laps that make up a mile - 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 - and be done with it. THEN, you can walk for another 30 minutes and sprinkle in a one-lap run here and there."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, it was like another little voice in my head suddenly was born, my own little instructional burning bush. "Count backwards from 14," it said. "Fourteen counting down to 1 and you'll have 2 miles done, no problem."  Now exactly why it works  for me to count down from the 2 mile lap amount versus counting up to it, I can't say... and I'm too tired to ponder it much tonight.  But, changing my own routine or rules or perspective or whatever we want to call it worked. I ran 2 miles without stopping and without any real physical rebellion. (My own hand is patting my back right now.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now just sitting here, nothing coming to mind to share...so, I'll sign off. Looking forward to seeing everyone on Saturday. You are all such a large part of why this program worked for me...from blogs to working out together to meetings on Saturday. This feeling of community and acceptance and of having such a safe environment to express ourselves within has really blown me away. Thank you to everyone for fostering that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-3604489934064309024?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3604489934064309024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/photo-counting-backwards-thanks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/3604489934064309024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/3604489934064309024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/photo-counting-backwards-thanks.html' title='A Photo - Counting Backwards - Thanks'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-7081769527926782521</id><published>2009-03-31T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:33:12.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifices</title><content type='html'>Top 10 things I've given up as a result of BTWG...and am pleased to let go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I gladly give up my morning routine of struggling to put on pants, pulling back muscles as I tried to shimmy pants over my hips, then having to do spastic calisthenics just to stretch the waistline out enough to get the button into the buttonhole. A truly exhausting process and not exactly a confidence-building start to the day at 6:30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I relinquish, with pleasure, ownership of the resultant fleshy muffin-top that then resided above the waistline of said pants noted in #1 above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I gladly give up the feelings of bloatedness and lethargy after eating copious amounts of foods, usually within 2 hours of bedtime, as well as the nightly statement as predictable as the tides, "I shouldn't have eaten that much."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) In the same vein, I will not miss giving up what had become a predictable restaurant conversation topic with my friends post-feeding-frenzy-consumption  -- "I can't believe I ate that much. We really need to get healthy and stop doing this. Where's that waiter with my gin and tonic?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I will not feel deprived when I choose to eat one (1)  scoop of ice cream slowly instead of eating three (3) scoops of ice cream in Guinness Book of World Record time...and loaded with caramel topping (processed)...and nuts (you're eating ice cream! who needs more fat from the nuts?)....and maybe some peanut butter mixed in. I give up the idea that more tastes better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) I've found that spending less time at work (within reason) makes me work more effectively and with a fresher brain and attitude! I give up any feelings of guilt I used to feel if I left work early. Bye-bye, guilt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Similarly, I will not miss how I convinced myself daily for multiple years that the main reason I couldn't work out regularly, didn't work out on a schedule, was because I had so much work to do. Excuses, excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) I will not miss cold air against body parts that used to stick outside of the water in a full bathtub.  My parts have reduced just enough where it's all submerged now! (Well, most of it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) And speaking of those few parts that aren't submerged, I will NOT miss a double D cup size one little bit!  I could deal with a little less gravity though.....sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) And lastly, I will not miss being able to read 3 or 4 pages of a book while working on completing  "bathroom business".....ahhhh, the amazing and fast-acting power of fruits and vegetables, water and exercise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-7081769527926782521?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7081769527926782521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/sacrifices.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7081769527926782521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7081769527926782521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/sacrifices.html' title='Sacrifices'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-9080940778740228063</id><published>2009-03-27T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:18:27.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Prison The Entire Weekend</title><content type='html'>Hey Folks, like that blog title? Got your attention, didn't it?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will miss you all this weekend at yoga and at the meeting because of a project I'm heading up at the prison this weekend.  Think I won't be putting karma yoga to the test? Think again. Picture this:  me, 17 Purdue students, 20 offenders, and a muddy 60 x 60 foot area that has to become a park in 2 days complete with drainage pipes run, new soil laid, new sod laid, and two patios built.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add to that the projected weather that's expected:  Rain and tornados on Saturday and snow showers on Sunday. Whew -  starting to practice Uijay breathing at just the thought of it all.....suddenly, Chris's arm balances don't seem as challenging in light of this weekend and blending two rather diverse crowds of people in the midst of what will resemble a mud wrestling pit (minus any wrestling, I pray...the prison really frowns on that, you know).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent some meditative time late this afternoon focusing on creating salads with love and awareness. These will be part of the lunch I have planned for the folks tomorrow...the 7 or so offenders I work with regularly have shared how they are limited in the types of foods they receive at the prison (for example, iceberg lettuce vs. healthy spinach or mesclun). And so it was with this intention in mind that I put together two large, varied, colorful salads. I brought to mind with each cut of vegetables the look on the offenders' faces when I told them I was bringing in "real greens with real flavor"...you would have thought I told them they won the lottery. Such pleasure to know they would be getting flavorful, healthy food? Maybe tinged with the pleasure of knowing someone was doing something for them for no reason other I wanted to?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me think of  how each of us in the BTWG program have food at our disposal 24/7 -- and others do not. How many of us have the means to afford organic, and others don't. How we can pick and choose what we put in our bodies and others take what they can find.  How fortunate we are to have this choice. Makes me want to treat it with more responsibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, please tomorrow at yoga, send some good energy in the general direction of Indiana Women's Prison downtown. Send some compassion and understanding and nonjudgment toward all of us there working together.  Would love for that to rain down on us versus the skies unloading!  Namaste All.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-9080940778740228063?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9080940778740228063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-prison-entire-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/9080940778740228063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/9080940778740228063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-prison-entire-weekend.html' title='In Prison The Entire Weekend'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-4413316918509830210</id><published>2009-03-24T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:27:38.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherri D. - Back on Line</title><content type='html'>Strength and toning exercises are done for tonight - the fingers and arms are a-trembling !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, the blog....it's been 3 weeks since my last post, yet so much has happened during that time. Where to start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I took a week off and went to our condo on the beach in Alabama. My husband and my parents also went. The good news? For being in such a small condo for several days together, we didn't kill one another. The better news? We never even came close to any petty comments or outright rudeness or parental/child conflicts that so often mar family vacations. The best news? It truly was pleasant to see my 70+ year old parents enjoying themselves away from their usual routine, enjoying the fresh air and weather rather than staying inside and experiencing it through The Weather Channel -- to see them sitting on the terrace watching the ocean roll in, roll out, and just "being" really filled my heart. My mother got so tickled a few times that tears ran down her face and she could barely catch her breath -- not her usual demeanor -- and that alone was worth the entire trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Work at our very small nonprofit has been super busy and hectic -- and my response to it has been to work less. Yes, less.  And somehow by working less, I am getting more done. Hmmm....something to do with a clearer head and a better perspective maybe?  I've also let go of a lot of the weight that I personally put on my own shoulders, simply took it off and set it aside realizing it was slowing me down. When it comes to work, I have always tended to take it too seriously and work too hard. I have to think that a large portion of this comes down to when I left New Jersey just after turning 18 (with $800 in pocket and a parental relationship that had crashed and burned badly). Friends from Indiana drove out, loaded me up, and off I went to W. Lafayette, where I was unable to start my sophomore year due to no money whatsoever. I lived with friends a month or two, broke into an empty house and lived there on and off for a while, and tried to figure out how to live without my parent's money and support. Ah - Noble Roman's Pizza to the rescue. I went from kitchen help making pennies to kitchen manager making nickels!  Success to me at that time, for sure! And a lifeline really....I had never held a "real" job before, and I knew that I had  groceries to buy and rent &amp;amp; utilities due. AND it was something I did well and people recognized I did well, at a time when my parents were not recognizing me.  SO, somehow I think that whole time period of being thrust out there on my own to sink or swim shaped my approach to work - "do more, do it better, work harder, make people say 'wow' ". And once that work philosophy began leading me around, how warped and unbalanced I became - and still struggle with.  Okay - now I am rambling....enough of this. Suffice it to say that I am leaving work at a very reasonable time now, sometimes even by 3pm, doing my workouts, then getting home early enough to actually have some free time before bed, which leads to #3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) OK - this weather ROCKS!!!  Just have to add that....I LOVE this time of year. I love walking my flowerbeds and seeing the amazing growth that takes place overnight; flower stalks grow by inches. Petals pop open. It's incredible. And the songs of the morning birds (and our neighbor's damn rooster!!).   All I want to do is sit on my log cabin's porch or out on my mid-yard patio and soak it all up.  And I even have done this a few times, slowed down enough to watch the yard grow....heaven. Have stoked a few bonfires in the front yard too and relaxed by them...there's nothing like staring in to a fire and poking at logs when the flames start to die down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Many people have commented that I have lost weight....I know I have and some days I really recognize it. It's funny though....when I was less firm and more flab and not looking as good as I could, I often thought about my weight and how I looked. Now that I know I am firmer and fitter, looking better has lost a lot of its power. I'm doing this to be better...whatever that "be" means at any given time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I have been thinking about some clothes shopping...I am not a shopping freak, never have been. But, some of my pants are now loose enough, making me appear to have "poopy butt".  And today, when I went into the bathroom, I absentmindedly pull my pants down with ease--and WITHOUT undoing the top button or zipper.  Yes, it's time to go shopping.  AND I GET TO BUY SMALLER BRAS!!!!!  Too much info? Tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Some of you already heard this at the Saturday meeting but when I was in Alabama, I went to a pilates course and really enjoyed it but didn't find it overly taxing. So I stayed for the Power Lifting class.....oh....my.....God.  BEST lesson in the world by staying for it. In a room of about 15+ people, I showed myself that my BTWG workouts were not close to me performing at my maximum ability.  What was different? Was it the ego realizing that others were in the class so I needed to really keep up and stay strong? Was it the mirrors that lined the wall that made me really observe myself? Was it me listening to my mind that was telling me during BTWG workouts, "that 's enough" even though my body was able to do more? Whatever it was, lesson learned. So upon returning to IN and doing the strength/toning workouts, I've really tried to push myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) While in Alabama, I ran a 9 minutes and 36 or 37 second mile!!!!  I can't remember the exact time I ran my mile for our initial fitness test but I think it was something like 12 minutes and 20 seconds.  YEAH!  The Chi Running book really is super, so common sense once you read it, and worth the investment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Is anyone still reading this?  heehee   I should go back up and read through but I'm tired and I'm going to bed now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish everyone a GREAT week of high energy, low calories (except those of you who have been told to eat more - so Bon Appetite to you!), and challenging workouts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-4413316918509830210?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4413316918509830210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/strength-and-toning-exercises-are-done.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4413316918509830210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4413316918509830210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/strength-and-toning-exercises-are-done.html' title='Sherri D. - Back on Line'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-8725103106868396477</id><published>2009-02-26T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:31:32.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation Insight</title><content type='html'>So, sitting still is hard for me when I am in my own home. So much to do, so little time to do it in before something like work or play or workouts pull me out of the home environment.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up until this past week, the meditation has been a challenge for me. Who would have thought that? I was sure it would be the running that I'd balk at - instead it's sitting on my butt and being present to the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I started out doing the Counting Meditation that Chris has suggested. Never quite relaxed into that...and during it, I found myself overly conscious of how much time had elapsed. So, I was trying to ignore "time" while I meditated, yet there I sat, meditating while counting numbers, which is how we precisely how we express "time". "Don't think of how long you've been sitting here - just count and breathe, Sherri - one, two, three - has it been three minutes yet? Or only two?" You get the picture.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week, I said screw the counting method and instead I simply concentrated on my breathing alone, just like it was a yoga class.  And, wallah, when I opened my eyes, fourteen (14) whole minutes had gone by and it felt like nothing ( I must admit I did have 2 head bobs during this session too, like I was about to fall asleep ). I had great luck this week meditating too and for over 14 minutes.  One thing I am also doing differently is wrapping myself up in a large soft blanket before starting - not sure if that has anything to do with it, but it might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm on to something but I don't want to think about it too much lest thinking get in the way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-8725103106868396477?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8725103106868396477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/meditation-insight.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/8725103106868396477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/8725103106868396477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/meditation-insight.html' title='Meditation Insight'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-3140351787840510062</id><published>2009-02-20T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:14:46.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smack Upside the Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;“Consider how hard it is to change yourself and you'll understand what little chance you have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;in trying to change others.”  - Jacob Braude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This quote totally encapsulates the past couple of weeks for me. It came to me in a mass email &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;from a woman I barely know, but how timely her message was -- the universe knew I needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to hear and reflect on this...lots of dimensions to this quote for me. In some ways I agree with it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and in other ways I want to challenge it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;On a different note, fellow recruit Rad joined me for a trip to Indiana Women's prison this past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;Wednesday to see the nonprofit I work for in action. Rad, you rock - thanks for coming and offering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;to lend a hand in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;Tomorrow is Saturday, yoga day - and they are calling for snow. I'm hoping for a light dusting so class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;isn't cancelled (and so I can get my car out of my long rural driveway!) Yoga with the large group and  then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;meeting with all the BTWG recruits really energizes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-3140351787840510062?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3140351787840510062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/smack-upside-head.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/3140351787840510062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/3140351787840510062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/smack-upside-head.html' title='A Smack Upside the Head'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-1955408653382175090</id><published>2009-02-18T19:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:58:30.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR MEN ONLY - NAKED YOGA/WARRIOR  PHOTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times; min-height: 19.0px"&gt;Ok, so I have your attention now.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times; min-height: 19.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times"&gt;A lady I know has a friend, Scott Barnes, who she says is an amazing photographer. He's currently working on a series called Habits of Male Primates. It is a series of photos of guys doing everyday activities, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times"&gt;but in the nude. Yep, in the buff. Doing the full monty. Letting it all hang out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times"&gt;He's looking for four more men plus a male yoga instructor (hmmmm...who could that be??) to be photographed in the warrior position, nude.  Not sure if this is Warrior I or Warrior II or Warrior 3...the type of Warrior, I realize, could influence your decision to participate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times; min-height: 19.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times"&gt;My friend assures me that the photographer is an artist, so his nude photos are done very tastefully. And I quote her when she says, "This is in no way pornography, rather it is a celebration of the beauty of the human body."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times; min-height: 19.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times"&gt;So, if you want to celebrate the beauty of your human body, his phone number is: 317-446-9359.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Times"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-1955408653382175090?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1955408653382175090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-men-only-naked-yogawarrior-photos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1955408653382175090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1955408653382175090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-men-only-naked-yogawarrior-photos.html' title='FOR MEN ONLY - NAKED YOGA/WARRIOR  PHOTOS'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-4050090428938736577</id><published>2009-02-15T11:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:54:56.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I not only fell off the wagon a couple days this week, but I damn near got run over by it too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I have only to go to the mirror to find the culprit who was driving the out-of-control rig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My exercising this week was fine, but my eating! OH MY GOD, my eating!  How can this happen when the first 3 weeks I stayed the course pretty well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of warning: NEVER, EVER make your famous coffee-chocolate chip cookies (or whatever you are known for in the kitchen) when you are in wellness mode -- you end up sampling the entire batch to ensure its quality.  Weird thing is that sweets have never been my big attraction - although this week they were!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recovery week seemed to start okay, but as the week came to a close all my good food stashes dried up in the house and office. That would be Clue #1 that I ignored.  Then, I went to a Valentine's Day dinner at the local winery, a lovely madrigal dinner....I didn't eat too poorly there BUT I drank two glasses of wine, the sweet grapey kind, not the dry, less sugary kind.  Oh, they were delicious. BUT......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....somehow I think that sugary nectar turned on my "must-have-sugar" switch!  That's when the mass consumption of cookies began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After yoga tonight, I am going by the store to stock up on healthy foods again and am going to recommit to the program eating guidelines for the week.  HOLD ME TO IT, FOLKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-4050090428938736577?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4050090428938736577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-i-not-only-fell-off-wagon-couple.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4050090428938736577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4050090428938736577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-i-not-only-fell-off-wagon-couple.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-1305189220175887800</id><published>2009-02-06T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:01:37.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video to Make you Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been the anti-blog this week and let myself get so busy that I lost my sense of humor. I needed something to happen that would lighten my spirits. I found it at work as an 11-week-old puppy (that we are training for service work) started snoring after a long day of work and play. Enjoy the video below and be ready to giggle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ba2e08663f98d1e8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba2e08663f98d1e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331321473%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34AA008470039E123029BB51D96ECBCCB4C8E04E.22B3D951CB37DAB238608E84A8881ABD54279366%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba2e08663f98d1e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVFE-JhAyM2csW1UZ5mhFUbRgX8A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba2e08663f98d1e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331321473%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34AA008470039E123029BB51D96ECBCCB4C8E04E.22B3D951CB37DAB238608E84A8881ABD54279366%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba2e08663f98d1e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVFE-JhAyM2csW1UZ5mhFUbRgX8A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-1305189220175887800?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ba2e08663f98d1e8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1305189220175887800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/ready-for-good-laugh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1305189220175887800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1305189220175887800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/ready-for-good-laugh.html' title='Video to Make you Laugh'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-1551373879735208405</id><published>2009-02-02T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:40:42.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love After Love - Derek Walcott</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;The time will come  when, with elation,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;you will greet yourself arriving  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;at your own door, in your own mirror, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;and each will smile at the other's welcome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;and say, sit here. Eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;You will love again the stranger who was your self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;to itself, to the stranger who has loved you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;all your life, whom you ignored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;for another, who knows you by heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;the photographs, the desperate notes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;peel your own image from the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;Sit. Feast on your life.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-1551373879735208405?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1551373879735208405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-after-love-derek-walcott.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1551373879735208405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1551373879735208405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-after-love-derek-walcott.html' title='Love After Love - Derek Walcott'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-1733455097149774244</id><published>2009-02-01T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:02:53.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Tilt?</title><content type='html'>Odd question to pose but....does anyone else ever find that during meditation his or her head starts to lean more prominently to one side than the other?  About 5 minutes into any meditation session and I gradually become aware that my head has tilted with my right ear moving toward my right shoulder. I return it to center and then, wallah, it's leaning again like the tower of Pisa toward that right shoulder.  What's with that???  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this because it's the side of my body that had the most trauma over the years, a broken clavicle and nerve damage in the right arm and right side of my shoulder? Sciatica issues several years ago?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any ideas?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I end up feeling a little crooked by the end of the session.   Sidenote: Very cool happening down here in rural Martinsville area while meditating tonight. Every so often the hoo-hoo-hooooo of an owl could be heard...always the same pitch, the same length of sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-1733455097149774244?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1733455097149774244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/head-tilt.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1733455097149774244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/1733455097149774244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/head-tilt.html' title='Head Tilt?'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-9222705365425813865</id><published>2009-02-01T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:45:40.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Rice, Cauliflower, Apricot, Raisin, Cashew Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who ever knew you could combine all this stuff and it would come out tasting yummy?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 8 servings; 151 calories per serving; 5 g protein, 19 g carbohydrates, 7 g fat, 1 g saturated fat, 78 mg sodium, 4 g dietary fiber.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1 medium head cauliflower, cored and split into small florets&lt;br /&gt;Olive oil for coating florets, plus 1-1/2 tablespoons&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp turmeric&lt;br /&gt;1-1/4 cup unprocessed brown rice (Lundberg Wehani from Whole Foods is suggested and you can also use red rice)&lt;br /&gt;1/2  cup coarsely chopped unroasted, unsalted cashews&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup seedless dark raisins&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup dried apricots, diced&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup coarsely chopped cilantro (or more)&lt;br /&gt;¼ to 1/3 cup coarsely chopped mint (or more)&lt;br /&gt;Juice of ½ lemon (or more)&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put oven rack on upper level and preheat over to 450 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In large bowl, toss cauliflower florets with just enough olive oil to coat. Season with salt. Dust florets with cumin and turmeric. Spread on rimmed baking sheet and roast for 25 minutes, turning florets once or twice to prevent burning. Let cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make rice according to package directions. Let cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl combine the florets, rice, cashews, raisins, apricots, cilantro and mint. Add the lemon juice and the remaining 1-1/2 tablespoons of olive oil (optional). Pepper to taste. Serve at room temperature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-9222705365425813865?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9222705365425813865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/brown-rice-cauliflower-apricot-raisin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/9222705365425813865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/9222705365425813865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/brown-rice-cauliflower-apricot-raisin.html' title='Brown Rice, Cauliflower, Apricot, Raisin, Cashew Salad'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-5647477884187821730</id><published>2009-01-29T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:41:44.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiche &amp; hot tubbing in the snow</title><content type='html'>I was on the phone yesterday talking with a co-worker about nothing even closely related to eggs &amp;amp; cheese when it hit me....I smelled quiche, I could taste quiche. MUST HAVE QUICHE!  Odd to have something hit me like that, so aromatic, so delicious, and so nonexistent. I'm thinking I can chalk a portion of the craving up to "that time of the month" because this week, unlike last week, I WANT to eat stuff, anything, lots of it, barely even chew it.  So far, I'm resisting the urges pretty well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday (tomorrow) will be a long one and I am going to have to fit my running/walking in during early morning hours before hitting the office. Not overly happy about that but it's worth it since in the evening, I am gathering with 3 dear friends to don bathing suits (YES, bathing suits) and scurry outside to the hot tub. Boil me like a potato - I can't wait!!!  Does boiling oneself in hot water burn more calories? Are there detoxifying benefits?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've all agreed to have healthy snacks during our gathering to help me and my pal Linda (also a BTWG recruit) stay the course, but I admit -- I have not totally ruled out one glass of wine for myself, calories allowing by day's end.  I mean, come on - outdoor hot tub, lovely snowy landscape to behold,  4 middle-age-hotties bobbing about in their one-piece bathing suits, and no wine????  It's hard for me to picture my hand empty in that scenario since in the past it's never been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm looking forward to seeing everyone at Alison's house this Saturday and at yoga Saturday morning. Until then, keep on keeping on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-5647477884187821730?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5647477884187821730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiche-hot-tubbing-in-snow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5647477884187821730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5647477884187821730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiche-hot-tubbing-in-snow.html' title='Quiche &amp; hot tubbing in the snow'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-587871898068462961</id><published>2009-01-27T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:20:49.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Recipe - Fatoosh Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SX_A60hs5cI/AAAAAAAAABI/n5rEVZ7dy-M/s1600-h/tomato_~0552114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SX_A60hs5cI/AAAAAAAAABI/n5rEVZ7dy-M/s200/tomato_~0552114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296163803575936450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SX_AmqKT47I/AAAAAAAAABA/FtCXWW9sSII/s1600-h/tomato_~0552114.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who like crunch in their food, here's a simple salad sans lettuce!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FATOOSH SALAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup cucumber diced (I use baby cukes because they are so much crisper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup tomatoes diced &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup onion diced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mint leaves diced (or you can use dried mint leaves)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juice of lemon, about 4-5 tablespoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp of olive oil (or less)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Arnold Select Multigrain bread round (available at Kroger - only 100 calories, good fiber)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combine veggies and mint. Add lemon juice and oil. Stir well.  Separate bread round into 2 pieces and toast. When toasted, cut bread into small pieces. Add to veggies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-587871898068462961?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/587871898068462961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-recipe-fatoosh-salad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/587871898068462961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/587871898068462961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-recipe-fatoosh-salad.html' title='New Recipe - Fatoosh Salad'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SX_A60hs5cI/AAAAAAAAABI/n5rEVZ7dy-M/s72-c/tomato_~0552114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-4245390342595974402</id><published>2009-01-27T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:58:05.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza isn't worth it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SX8ETBx3MMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9GQ37pfJ3ig/s1600-h/stomach-pains_~1046449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SX8ETBx3MMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9GQ37pfJ3ig/s320/stomach-pains_~1046449.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295956411752591554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See this guy...does he remind you of times when eating too much, then slumping on the couch and holding your rumbling tummy to recover was common place? I had a brief flashback last night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...so after a stunning weigh-in on Monday morning (stunning in a fabulous sort of way, not the deer-in-the-headlights way), I got a little careless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After carefully packing food to last me through another day that would begin early and not end until around 9pm when I got home, I had a brain fart. I walked out of the house that morning with only 1/2 of my food stash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT TO WORRY! At work, I have a reserve food stash and so the day - up until 5:00 - went well. That's when I trotted off to attend a volunteer meeting - again without my food - AND with my aerobic run still to be done post-meeting.  That's when the meeting organizer brought in Domino's Pizza for the committee. That's when my mind started rationalizing. That's when I realized I still had my running to do (and on an empty stomach!) so I could check off that damn box on the tracking sheet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT's WHEN I CAVED. Not once but twice. Gone was the cheese pizza slice (with the exception of the crust which I've never liked). Up came by body from its chair, that body that only that morning weighed in 5 pounds lighter than the previous Monday, and it glided back toward the pizza boxes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After piece number 2 was swallowed, it started. First a tingle, then a constant churn.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a full week of healthy eating, my stomach and its sister acid rebelled against the invading Italian intruder.  I didn't feel so good suddenly - "Could it be the pizza," my mind questioned, "affecting me this quickly?"  My body answered the question with a response: "Hello, Einstein, of course it's the pizza. You are shocking your system with this crap after a week of feeding it high quality stuff. What else could it be? Up until cramming 2 slices into your piehole, you felt great. Now, you feel gross. Do the math."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SO, post volunteer meeting, I got into my car and marveled at how those 2 pizza slices were quickly making their way south to the intestinal track and producing some potent gas (yes, girls do fart), and I wondered how the heck I was going to run with this pressure in my stomach. I wanted to warn those running behind me to not run in my path or they might suddenly be gripped by a lack of oxygen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT NO EXCUSES prevailed. I drove to the running track, got on my unfashionable running attire, and hit the track.  I was determined to exorcize (exercise?) those demon slices from my body!!  I had a good workout, even saw into an unexpected friend there, and felt much better as I drove myself home around 9pm as the snow started to fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, the effects of my decision to gobble up those 2 slices was reinforced for me again this morning (if you know what I mean). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, folks -- fight the urge to indulge in those high-fat, low nutrient, stomach-churning comfort foods. What we are doing with our nutrient rich, controlled eating is soooo much better...although I must admit it was interesting to have a brief return to my old way of eating and not feeling well afterwards....and I didn't like it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-4245390342595974402?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4245390342595974402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/pizza-isnt-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4245390342595974402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/4245390342595974402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/pizza-isnt-worth-it.html' title='Pizza isn&apos;t worth it'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SX8ETBx3MMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9GQ37pfJ3ig/s72-c/stomach-pains_~1046449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-7132897984113964258</id><published>2009-01-22T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:10:48.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week One Winding Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SXjprr9C_UI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6CnmuSGIii0/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SXjprr9C_UI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6CnmuSGIii0/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294238298716437826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks, we are nearly one week into BTWG - congrats and back pats to us all. Today I had no food cravings of any sort BUT at 3:00 I was overwhelmed by this feeling of NEEDING to be at the beach. Instead, this photo taken in Orange Beach, AL will have to do...sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave an especially hearty kudos to myself yesterday morning at 6am when I dragged myself from bed, dressed warmly, and took off on my aerobic workout on our rural Martinsville roads....I walked without any streetlights, without any idea if my feet were going to hit the numerous potholes on the road and turn my ankle like poor Sam's, and with an uneasy feeling as I crossed by a large field that coyotes were watching me from the brush and deciding if I constituted a meal they could "take down". I survived  the coyotes, the pot holes and the exertion BUT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to rethink my morning aerobic plan because it just doesn't work well out here in nowhere land. So I threw out the question to the universe, "What to do?" and then driving home that day, the answer landed in my lap as they so often do when you are open to them.  My drive home from work in downtown Indy takes me right by a neighborhood that has miles of walking trails - cha-ching!  Jackpot. The new plan is to change into workout clothes after work, drive the car to their neighborhood, park outside someone's home and make them nervous, then run and walk their paved sidewalks. Back in the car...finish the drive home. Wallah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I teach yoga tonight at Mallow Run Winery (oh, so sorry - I brought up wine and we can't have it!!  Trust me, every time my class goes into Child's Pose and their eyes are hidden from mine, my eyes sweep over all the wines out on display and I have to wipe my chin to remove the saliva before releasing them from the pose.)  That means strength and toning exercise for me when I get home around 8:15pm tonight...about the time my body starts thinking bedtime is looming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still have to do my meditation tonight too...funny but when I did the meditation on Tuesday, I actually heard two different (more? Hold your Sybil comments.) voices in my head talking at the same time and I could hear each one plain as day. The one voice was counting from 1 to 10, just like Chris suggested in our manual. The other voice, equally as distinct, was saying all kinds of stuff: "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How many minutes have gone by do you think? I really need to work on that corporate development plan this week. I wonder how many people will be at my Tuesday yoga class? At my Thursday one? I wonder what time it is now?  My back is a little achy sitting like this. Why does this meditation method require me to hold my arms out like I have an egg in each armpit? Armpit - now that's a funny word....&lt;/span&gt;" and so on. I'm not quite sure how multiple voices had equal presence in my head at the same time....and I'm not sure how to shut up the voices inclined to wander. Ah, it's only week one though. I'm just thrilled I actually sat still for 10 minutes with my eyes and mouth closed. My mother would never have believed it possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to seeing you Saturday at Chris's yoga class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-7132897984113964258?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7132897984113964258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-one-winding-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7132897984113964258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/7132897984113964258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-one-winding-down.html' title='Week One Winding Down'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/SXjprr9C_UI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6CnmuSGIii0/s72-c/IMG_1961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-2661505231449783050</id><published>2009-01-20T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:52:19.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far, So Good..but parts are Challenging!</title><content type='html'>Whew. Today's strength and  toning is done...my arms are trembling and my legs are wiggling under them. My gut doesn't seem to ache...yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what's with the jump roping?  Does anyone else remember it being so taxing on the lungs and legs?  That was a real surprise. (AND, what's with this? I have never been a compulsive weigher but now I am fitting the urge to weigh myself...so far, I've resisted but ain't that weird, folks?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the strength and toning exercises, I found that I was strong...but only for a small amount of time. Endurance is where I really need to focus my energies and attention. And especially on the ab area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the eating adjustments, I'm not really eating anything that different than I normally would, but I am regulating portion size. Who knew that a serving of wheat penne pasta with organic tomato sauce should only take up 1/4 of your plate and NOT the entire plate. I almost cried at that poor little pile of pasta all by itself on that big plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My challenge for today, as BTWG recruit Kelly and I discussed yesterday as she attended my work's Day of Service project (thanks Kelly!), will be the meditation portion of today. Ten minutes of quiet and stillness shouldn't seem so daunting. In fact, I think I may have elected to blog at this very moment as a meditation avoidance technique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aerobic work tomorrow could be tricky with lots of day and evening meetings...oh my, this might mean I have to get up pre-dawn to fit it in!!!  I CAN DO IT, with baggy eyes and crabby morning attitude running alongside me!  Estimated bedtime tonight: 8:30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-2661505231449783050?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2661505231449783050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-far-so-goodbut-parts-are-challenging.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2661505231449783050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/2661505231449783050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-far-so-goodbut-parts-are-challenging.html' title='So Far, So Good..but parts are Challenging!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-6242413792050566321</id><published>2009-01-18T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:37:59.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring It On!</title><content type='html'>I said farewell today to dining out for the next 12 weeks since BTWG officially starts tomorrow. Of course, the way I said farewell was by dining out at lunch today. How screwball is that reasoning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I said "No" to  cheese, sour cream, and meat on my burrito and went veggie only, when I looked up the nutrition value of that darn thing just a moment ago the total calorie amount was 920!!!!!  YIKES (and yes, I ate it all).  Hope this lesson learned will come to mind often when I feel the temptation to dine out here and there. I know it's coming to mind now thanks to a few gastrointestinal comments about my choice of hot salsa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning (pre-big-ass-burrito) I went to Chris's strength and toning demonstration and I found those darn bands more challenging than anticipated. But it was also invigorating and exciting and being a part of the community with everyone at Cityoga was great, especially seeing those folks I met at the initial training session. After the banding session, I was off to work for a few hours to "catch up " on things, then to the yoga class I teach. Just arrived home and I am whooped. Running a hot bath as I type right now, then off to bed - estimated time of shuteye 9:00pm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about the aerobic part of our training and how my runs/walks could be interesting since I live south of Indy, right where the hills start. Our road is all hills....hmmm. I complain about so much of Indiana being flat as a pancake (or a flour tortilla) and now I am really wishing I lived in a flat area!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I expect a rather hectic workweek with a large grant due, a co-worker returning from medical leave and needing to be brought back up to speed, a Day of Service event that the nonprofit I work for is holding on Monday,  a sponsor open house on Wednesday, meetings every day, teaching 3 yoga classes a week, blah, blah, blah. Already the challenge of putting my wellness first, of fitting my wellness commitment into this crazy schedule, is being tested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it's affirmation time: starting tomorrow I will eat well, I will track my nutritional intake, I will rate my hunger level pre and post, I will be mindful of why I am wanting to eat, I will not beat myself up if I stumble but will pick myself up and keep on keeping on, and I WILL leave work no later than 5:00 so I can get home and get in my aerobic workout per the Level I training specifics. NO EXCUSES...and NO BURRITOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-6242413792050566321?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6242413792050566321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/bring-it-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/6242413792050566321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/6242413792050566321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/bring-it-on.html' title='Bring It On!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-980517596647153339</id><published>2009-01-17T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T07:48:55.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushroom, Barley &amp; Spinach Soup Recipe</title><content type='html'>Here's a healthy soup/stew if anyone is interested. I broke down the calories and for a one cup serving it's between 135 and 150 calories. To bring the sodium level down, use low sodium chicken broth and/or use 1/2 chicken broth and 1/2 water.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tablespoon butter/margarine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tablespoon vegetable oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 pound mushrooms, sliced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup chopped yellow onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup chopped red pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 carrots chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-5 cups chicken broth (ok to water down to reduce sodium level)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/3 cup pearl barley (rinsed)  (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NOTE&lt;/span&gt;: sounds like a small amount of barley but it puffs up; also barley is a higher calorie grain so don't overindulge with the amount)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tablespoon red vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 oz. frozen chopped spinach, thawed and squeezed dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 teaspoon salt (optional)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ground pepper to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a large soup pot over medium heat, melt butter with oil. Add mushrooms, onion, bell pepper, and carrots. Saute until tender, about 7 minutes. Add stock, barley, and vinegar. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat to medium-low and simmer, covered, until barley is tender, about 25-30 minutes. Add spinach, salt (optional), and pepper and simmer, uncovered, for 10 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-980517596647153339?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/980517596647153339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/mushroom-barley-spinach-soup-recipe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/980517596647153339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/980517596647153339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/mushroom-barley-spinach-soup-recipe.html' title='Mushroom, Barley &amp; Spinach Soup Recipe'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w_h8T7GhXVs/Sk-7HqGwa4I/AAAAAAAAADs/v5Ko_NoTjvE/S220/IMG_8747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5575110783553752657.post-5279269901437995025</id><published>2009-01-16T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:28:29.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? Blogging? Soup recipe to follow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, my...I'm officially a "blogger" now, aren't I?  To blog, blogging, to be blogged at, blogable -- I don't know what to think of this sudden entrance into the world of technology.  As someone who just mastered using my cell phone to send text messages (and grudgingly so), this blog "thang" has me all in a tizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But here I am, so here goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The New Year has brought with it a new challenge and opportunity (actual several) as I embark upon putting my health and well being at the top of my priority scale. Physically, the middle age squidgies had crept up on me (let me rephrase that: I allowed the middle age squidgies to creep up on me. Accountability, you know.). Amazing how your physical well being has the ability to color the rest of your life and what you do with it.  Even more amazing is how reaching middle age brings with it this realization that the second half of your life has arrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The second half of life?  I'm forty-what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, you realize that you are now that age when - as a child - you thought people had one foot in the grave with the other foot lifting up to join it. But truth be told, I don't mind getting older; it makes me look back on past experiences and understand their relevance since those experiences made me who I am today, and  getting older makes me really give thought to how the remainder of my life can be lived more fully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SO, through the BTWG program I am well on my way. I'm already finding myself becoming more aware of my habits, not just of the action itself but of the mind and emotion that so often drive the actions, and it's fascinating (and scary and sad and amazing and...) to actually listen to yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;AND guess what? I actually called a friend who runs and asked if we could go running tomorrow!  Me running!! Who would have ever thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Looking forward to seeing everyone in BTWG more over the next months. Check back later for a great tasting healthy and low calorie soup recipe I'll post....Mushroom with Barley and Spinach.  Mmmmm.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5575110783553752657-5279269901437995025?l=sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5279269901437995025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-blogging-soup-recipe-to-follow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5279269901437995025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5575110783553752657/posts/default/5279269901437995025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrid-btwgadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-blogging-soup-recipe-to-follow.html' title='Me? 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