Tuesday, November 30, 2010
I do not subscribe to a "diet" of any kind. I never have. My interest lies in nutritional habits and how they affect my life as an athlete and a woman. My typical day would normally include a large variety of nearly raw foods ( avocado, nuts, etc) and some lean protein. This fall I decided to see what would happen if I followed a Vegan lifestyle for a short period of time. I was just curious if it could be done, it if was appealing, and if I maintained athletic performance. What did I discover?
#1) I loved it and could live like that for the rest of my life.
#2) I experienced a large body fat loss. ( Not so great for me because I didn't have alot to lose)
#3) I never really felt tired. If anything, I felt invigorated.
#4) The ONLY negative that I experienced was a loss of muscle mass. In my world, I rely on my muscle for strength in every area, however, I am especially dependent on muscle mass to keep me from getting injured. Despite hemp protein, rice protein shakes and an impeccable menu, I could not seem to maintain the same level of muscular development that I was used to.
Overall, I thought the experience was great. I saw a huge benefit from giving up dairy. All said and done, I went over 60 days without animal protein. I will continue to leave dairy out of my menu. In addition, I will continue to focus on many raw foods for the base of my products. A few times per week, I will, however, add some lean animal protein sources back in.
So, the question of the deer? Well, considering that my Vegan Interest had absolutely nothing to do with animal rights activism, I have no problem consuming animal protein. I do, however, care very much about the source and the type of animal I eat. Organically ( preferably local) grown beef and chicken, ocean fish and/or lean wild game are at the top of my list. Obviously, deer is a great source of wild game lean protein. Many people are taken back by the concept of hunting and therefore decide they could never eat venison. My rebuttal to that would be that if they ever saw how the store bought meat was raised and butchered, they would be horrified. I encourage my friends to consider that meat doesn't start it's life in those neatly wrapped packages!
At the end of the day, my desire to eat vegan for a few months and my desire to hunt this year are all centered around the same concept: Finding the healthiest choices of food for both myself and my family.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Last Thanksgiving I was thrilled to spend some time with my Oklahoma family enjoying great food, bluegrass and some time at a hunting cabin up in the hills near the Arkansas and Oklahoma border. One of the greatest memories of the trip was the amazing peace I found "disconnecting" from technology for a few days. As much As I love the tech life (and trust me...I do!), it was therapeutic to turn it all off while I was there. With that in mind, this year when a friend of mine suggested that we celebrate the Holiday by taking a trip to the wilderness...I jumped at the opportunity.
The "wilderness" was in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan..about 3 hours Northwest of anything considered a city. As we drove in before dawn, I knew we were in for an adventure as we made our way to the cabin (in our vehicle) and had to maneuver the truck in an effort to keep large snow covered tree branches from smacking the truck. We finally found a place to park, strapped on our backpacks and began to hike the rest of the way in.
We took propane, some food, some water, hunting items, a few layers of clothes, cooking utensils, whiskey, and a camera. Maybe a few other items I am forgetting...but, take my word for it....very few! Don't let the word cabin fool you either! It was, literally, shelter. There was no electricity all. The only water anywhere near us was at a Hand pump down the hill.
The bathroom was an outhouse past the firewood shed. The only heat that existed came from the wood burning stove in the cabin itself. I learned very quickly that knowing how to build a fire would be lifeskill...literally. Once the cabin warmed up, we were able to set up the cabin and get ready for a day of hunting.
I had a Michigan big game license so my ultimate goal was a deer. As it turned out, even after learning how to put up my own tree stand and wait very patiently, the deer were not interested in hunting games. I never even saw a track! I did, however, have a few attempts at a squirrel. No deal. Thankfully, my friend was an excellent hunter and despite my sorry attempt at providing some of the food, we still had amazing meals each day. He shot and then prepared a feast of squirrel on day one...pheasant on days two and three. It was incredible.
I was startled at how efficient you become very quickly. With limited daylight and much to do, I was up at sunrise and then called it a night at about 8 PM. I wish I could pull that off in my everyday life!
All in all, the lessons were many...but for those who may want to venture into the wilderness in the middle of a snow storm and survive with little more than a well pump, fire as warmth and a rifle...I have a few pointers I would like to pass on:
- When washing dishes at a well in the snow, do NOT grab the metal handle with wet hands. You will get stuck.
- Do NOT sit on the outhouse toilet seat with a bare butt. It is very similar to grabbing the well handle with wet hands.
- When carrying a hunting tree stand on your back, pay attention to where you step. Hitting a sheet of ice with the metal stand strapped to your back has no good end result.
- If your friend is much better at building a fire than you will ever be, it is acceptable to feign sleep until they have created enough warmth for the room to slip past the freezing mark. THEN you pretend to wake up.
- Hot Onion soup in a thermos while sitting in a tree stand waiting for deer to show up is better than, well, anything I can think of presently.
- Detaching from the outside world for a period of three days is the best Thanksgiving gift to give yourself....ever. I promise that the moment you step under a warm shower in a real bathroom you will be pretty darn thankful.
- Finally, and, most importantly...I learned that when you pack your backpack to leave, do NOT put the "Doe Urine Wafers" in your backpack unless you wish to have everything you own smell like, well, Doe urine. Make sure to put that in someone else's!
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
They just provide the game right here!! :) Just kidding...but, really, this Cabela's is unreal! On the shopping list for today: tree stand, scent blocker (that is NOT a fancy name for deodorant hunting challenged friends), bright orange hat and an out of state license to hunt in the great state of Michigan!
The best part of the trip is that our food source will be the small amount of food in our backpacks and, with some luck, a tasty deer or some squirrel. Yum yum. I may be dreaming of a warm shower and cranberry sauce by Friday night!
News update: It is supposed to snow all weekend and the high on Friday is a whopping 26 degrees. Woohoo!
I will update everyone when I am back in cell service on Sunday! I will have plenty of pictures...hopefully one with my first deer!
Monday, November 22, 2010
About 4 months ago a young man helped me to realize that I needed to reconsider my position. He asked about competition and I told him that beyond our "inner school" tournament, we do not support karate for sport. He was was very disappointed. He began to walk away, then turned and said, "Ma'am, I feel like I keep coming to baseball practice but I never have a game". I will never forget that phrase. Out of the mouth of an 8 year old came the most articulate expression about why HE thought it would be fun to step in front of judges.
I made the decision to put together a formal competitive team and search for real tournaments with a traditional and consistent atmosphere. After some research and networking, I was introduced to the WKF, USANKF, and the USAKF. Before I would ask my students to pay fees and compete, I wanted to experience it for myself. As the general competition season is almost over, I decided to compete at the last remaining tournament. Due to my eye surgeries, I cannot compete in Kumite any longer, so I chose to enter two kata divisions in the championship.
#1) Womens (Open) Korean Forms
#2) Womens Japanese Kata - 35 and over.
How did it go? Well, first of all...I was nervous. After all, I am 42 years old and have not competed in over 20 years! I wasn't even sure what to do. Though I haven't trained in Tae Kwon Do in over a decade, I chose to participate in Korean Forms because it was offered very early in the morning. I thought it would provide me with an opportunity to get the nerves worked out. I was right! I was nervous! So nervous, in fact, that I made a technical error on this very simple kata. The young lady I was competing against in the single elimination round wasn't more skilled, however, she didn't make any technical errors. I was not surprised at all when they gave the round to her...landing me in 3rd position.
My kids asked if I was disappointed? Absolutely not. I watched the video and saw my mistakes. I was determined to learn from them! My next attempt to win would take place later that afternoon. After watching my first form, I decided that I needed to breathe more, slow down and highlight each movement. Keeping that in mind, I stepped into the ring for the second round...more confident and comfortable. I performed with ease. The judges decision was unanimous...and I took home the Gold.
What did I leave that tournament with? Confidence? check. Pride? check. Gratitude? check. A desire to step into the ring again...and take another Gold? check. check.
I post this on my training blog because I want my 40+ friends to remember that competition is never out of our reach. With so many incredible opportunities to enter races, tournaments, competitions, team sports...we owe it to ourselves to do it. Many folks won't be couragous enough - either out of fear of losing, or fear of looking silly in front of those they love. Forget that! We inspire those we love WHEN we try...win or lose. My children, including my oldest son, will never forget watching me step in front of the judges. They will recall my courage to make the attempt more than they will ever recall my score.
Life is short folks..take the advice of the 8 year old who enlightened me:
"Don't just go to practice; jump into the game."