Sweat EVERY Day.

Sweat, according to my doctor and my therapist, is something we should do EVERY day!
My doctor wants me to sweat to release toxins in the body.  Cleansing it and allowing fresher skin and a more toxin free vessel.     Yes please.
My therapist wants me to sweat as it is most likely in response to physical activity that has then released natural endorphins.  Endorphins help to regulate mood and sleep patterns.  It also suppresses appetite and decreases fatigue.   Double yes please.    
Okay what are ways that we can sweat every day?
1.    Walk or run.  Mix it up…do an interval run of 30 seconds fast…30 seconds slow.
2.    Hike, bike, or trike.  
(Okay maybe the trike is just for Joshua.)
3.    Dance…shake your grove thang.
4.    Swimming makes me sweat.  (Sorry about that.)
5.    Janine’s yoga!  (And sometimes mine!)
6.    Mixed Martial Arts…a Fight or kick boxing class.  (Obviously, any P.O.W.E.R. class is gonna make ya sweat!)  =)
7.    Play tag with your kids, find a trampoline and jump!
8.    Tennis, basketball, soccer…go join a team.
9.    Run your stairs, do lunges in your backyard, or burpee tabatas if you know what those are! 
10.  Sex actually burns up to 500 calories an hour. 
(For any dudes who read my blog feel free to share this with your wives–and–you are welcome.)  

Need a few more “whys” from the Mayo Clinic for the importance of regular exercise?         


 http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/exercise/HQ01676

May You Be a Blessing and May You Sweat Every Day!


Near Teen Death: The Story of How One Boy Successfully Pruned Our Neighbor’s Hedges

11:01pm last night…loud crash…it sounded like our glass storm door was being broken in to a million pieces.


11:01 and 2 seconds…Chris and I–who are downstairs still awake due to our upcoming garage sale (which as a side note–is a ton of work) JUMP to our feet and begin “mobilizing” around the house.   Certain that someone is trying to break in our home I go in to a crazy strong girl mode and tell Chris to check the garage door at which point he shares that he is convinced someone has tried to break in but hit (hilariously) a bunch of toys.   I express that I was not so certain, since our garage is always immaculate (feel free to snicker), because every light in the house was on downstairs…the person would have to be drunk to be that bold.  (Since stranger things have happened we continue the search.)   Instead I go running out of the front door only to find 4 neighborhood men gathered together around a very distraught teenager.  Coincidence…none.  


11:05  Thankful for awesome neighbors armed with flashlights I realize there is no need for a neighborhood watch I felt safer just walking toward the scene.  


11:08  We find out that this teen had fallen asleep at the wheel and had careened in to the front yard of our neighbor…the kid was now picking up branches from the “yard work” he did. 


11:10  We realize that the homeowner is not outside (was he searching his basement for an intruder?  No one could have slept through that train wreck!)  


11:12  Someone then calls the police at which point the high school kid moves to the middle of the street kneels down and begins to cry.


11:15  Our neighbor emerges shocked and politely upset.    


11:17  The kid was offered the phone, he calls his dad who he assures everything is okay and instructs him not to come.  (They live in the neighborhood.)  


11:20  The homeowner realizes that his bushes are not the only damage.  A 25 mile an hour street sign was taken out, then his azaleas, then his mailbox, THEN his bushes.  Our neighbor kindly explains that when the police comes he will insist on a breathalyzer.  


11:20..5 seconds   Instantly more wailing from the 18 year old who I will call Kevin.  An 18 year old sobbing is a very painful sight.  I go over and try to comfort him.  Then I motion Chris over for a more masculine response.  I guess at that point (drunk or not) you really need a mom and a dad.  Where was Kevin’s dad?


11:25  Neighbors begin to assess what happened…Kevin fell asleep at the wheel.  His car (going how fast?) crossed across the left side of the road, hit the curb, nailed the speed limit sign, azelas, and mailbox while avoiding by MAYBE a few feet  their daughters’ car parked on the side of the street.  (Pause here–seriously it could have been inches.)   He continued through the front yard, nailed the bushes that were hiding our neighbors’ electrical box.  Kevin managed to get down the street several hundred feet with only a few dents–no major damage.  No glass broken, no air bag deployed…and walked away without a scratch.  


11:26  Quickly connecting the dots…I realize the kid is a walking miracle.  He could have hit the car head on and…um…died.  He could have hit the electrical box and um…blown up the neighborhood.  (Drama is okay after 11pm…I am so tired!)  


11:30ish The police arrive and speak to Kevin and then go over to speak to the neighbors.  


11:40  Kevin now near his car begins wailing again.  Oh what a sad sound.  Chris and I go over.  I put my arm around him and Chris marvels at the fact that his car practically come out on scathed.  He mentions that during the day AWAKE he could not have navigated the terrain that Kevin navigated–asleep.  (I pause a moment to thank God for Chris.)  We explain how brave Kevin was to stick around and not run since–most high school kids that we used to know would have run.  (Sorry if you were a high school kid we used to know.)   I told Kevin that he was a miracle.  He sobbed and said his dad was going to be really ticked.  (Where was his dad again?)  He said he was 18 and he told his father that he would take care of “business.”  Noble.  But seriously–where was his dad?   Because Chris was there, Kevin would go in and out of fits of crying and laughter talking about where he was going to school in the fall, soccer, and where he worked…I mentioned he needed to ask for a raise.  (Okay–maybe I am a little funny.)  He seemed a little calmer when the police approached.  


Midnight-ish…One of the coolest officers I have ever met kindly approaches Kevin and asks him if he is okay.  He clarifies some of the details of what happened and then asks him to stand up.  He conducts a sobriety test–and Kevin passes.   (Yet another miracle of the evening since Kevin had recently gotten a speeding ticket and this kind of thing would have compounded on that offense.)


12:25 Kevin receives his paper work without a ticket and is very very relieved and begins shaking hands and thanking everyone profusely like a newly elected public official.  I insist on a hug.  (Not sure if I am normally a “hugger” to an random teenage boy while in my pjs–but it felt appropriate.)  


12:30  The officers and neighbors are back assessing the scene.  The words VERY LUCKY are being tossed around.  I keep mentioning…”miracle.”  


12:47 We are back in the house discussing the events of the evening when Chris asks, “is it really cool or really weird that I was out there without a shirt and in my jeans?”  I quickly answer… “I thought it was super hot…and a little redneck.”


5:20am   After sleeping 4 hours I wake up with a strong pull to find my laptop and record the story.  


5:32am  I finally get up after several futile attempts to go back to sleep and several heated arguments in my head about blogging later.  I just couldn’t shake that inner something that nudges me to write.  It is a little like field of dreams…only less baseball and other really cool stuff.  (Only 4 hours of sleep…stay with me.)  


Reflections from last night: 


Life is super short.


There are no coincidences.  There is no such thing as luck.


Dads should come to the scene of an accident.  


Kids should not be out past 10 on a school night.


Neighbors should be as cool as ours.


If one sees it necessary to participate in stunt driving tricks through our neighbors yard please keep this activity between the hours of 9am and 9pm eastern standard time.  


Jesus actually DOES take the wheel.  (Thank you Carrie.)  If you doubt this you should see my neighbors yard.  


I love doing “ministry” with my husband.    


I don’t deserve the “coincidences” that God drops in our laps…or in this case–in our neighbors’ front yard.  


I am soooo tired.  Need coffee.


May You Be a Blessing and May you Be Blessed–


Jenni 

Surrendering the Starfish

Surrender.  It really has an ugly ring to it.  No one that I know enjoys “surrender.”  It conjures up images of being held at gunpoint while forcefully being told to put our hands up and surrender.
Last weekend while walking along the beach I stumbled (almost literally) on to a starfish.  A real (I was soon to find out) livestarfish.  I had never seen one on the beach like this and it didn’t look authentic.  It was bright orange and purple and incredibly beautiful.  I was awestruck.  I picked it up with my room key—not wanting to harm it—but also wanting to make sure it didn’t do anything strange to me.  Four women were sunbathing and saw me, so I went over to show them my new treasure.  They ooooed and ahhhed and then one of them said, “I think it is still alive—you should throw it back.”  I was devastated.  The starfish had shown no signs of life and I really didn’t want to throw it back.  I could only imagine the faces of my children once they saw the amazing sea creature.  I also didn’t have a camera to take a picture so at least they could see it did in fact exist, and was not just a silly fish tale!  Guilt slowly set in and I reluctantly threw the starfish back in to the ocean.  It did not move and I am still doubtful that it made it–but deep down I knew it was the right thing to do, and it was not even mine to begin with.   For the next quarter mile I combed the beach searching for a more obvious dead starfish…but none were to be found.  All of the sudden it hit me.  The starfish was a symbol of something much more meaningful in my life.  Surrender.
Earlier that morning in my quiet time I had felt God asking me to surrender something that I hold very tightly.  (He did not audibly do this by the way—it was just a nudge that I felt within my spirit.)  I had a long chat with God explaining that I really do not hold tightly to too many things and this was something that brought me great comfort and joy.  In a compassionate and loving way—I still sensed that He hoped I might not hold so tightly and actually give Him this thing that I loved dearly.
Along my walk, I had found a few sharks teeth and I would have been happy to trade all of those for one awesome starfish.  Funny how we often try to barter with God and say, “I’ll give you my_______.  Couldn’t I just keep_______?”   When it comes to surrender I am quick to give God the little things but with the bigger things, I like to have a little more control. 
Surrender according to Webster is: “the act of giving up one’s person or possessions into the authority of another…relinquishing one’s power, aims, or goals.”
Wow.  That is a lotta tough words in one sentence.  Often when someone asks me how to begin a relationship with God I say, “you surrender all that you know of yourself…to all that you know of God.”   It is loaded but true.  Along our journey with Him, we might begin to realize that we have given him our “self” in a sense…but there are still things we are holding on to for comfort, identity, stability, joy, peace, or pleasure.   Our reliance on those things, could be keeping us from having a more intimate relationship with God.   Surrender looks different for all and it is only something that the Spirit can nudge.  (Don’t get crazy and start surrendering things just to surrender them…we must be prayerful and count the cost.)   


 Our house, perfection, our family, or lack there of, our finances, popularity, our body, friendships, our sugar intake, our job, our old tapes we play (and re-play), our fears, longings, are just a few things that lobby for our time and attention that might be causing an obstacle in our relationship with God.   (I share this list because I have hung on to most all of these at some point in my life so these are just a few obvious ones for me.)   
I truly believe that surrender is one of the toughest paths to walk down in our journey with God.  It is scary—it requires relinquishing control and trusting.  God is very gracious and knows that it is a process.  He is patient, loving and a gentleman.  He never demands these things—we are given the choice.  Through the small daily surrenders, eventually the big ones go up on the alter as well.   The truth is…they are in the best of hands.  They are His anyway…right now they are just on loan. 
(This was inspired after reading and reflecting on several thoughts shared in Katie Brazelton’s book Pathway to Purpose for Women.)

 May You Be a Blessing and May you Be Blessed!
Jenni

Green Toes, Green Juice, and God’s Goodness

When my mom gave me a pedicure for Christmas she had no idea that her gift would give me little shimmering soft green pigs.  Yesterday’s pedicure propelled me in to a wonderful mental place ready for a sweet weekend of solitude and sinking those shimmering toes in the sand.

Years ago on Young Life Staff it was strongly urged that we take a day or weekend of solitude every 6 months.  It was encouraged so that we could mentally slow down, quiet ourselves, and get some quality time with God.  It was a regular part of our lives and Chris and I used to count down the days until we could go away even just for a few hours.  We would come back refreshed and ready for the rampant pace that we kept.

After going off staff and having children my solitude days were much more infrequent.  Understandably, quiet moments were almost obsolete for the first few years with toddlers.  Over the past year or two I have longed to go back and get some quiet time alone with God.  With no agenda…just stillness and quiet.  A listening ear, somewhere in nature, a Bible, pen and journal.  

A friend offered her beach house for the weekend and I jumped at the chance to go.  Another friend let me borrow her juicer and so with several gallons of green juice in my system (maybe not gallons) I am feeling quite refreshed and ready for God’s goodness.

When someone first suggested solitude to me, I thought it was an utter waste of time.  First of all–what if you carved out the time and God didn’t show up?  What if you tried to slow down but were completely distracted the whole time?  What would I do without a phone, email, or TV for that long?   What was really the purpose?  Wasn’t it sorta selfish to just go be by yourself and read and pray?  What about feeding the poor–wouldn’t my time better be spent in service?

There were many answers–but of course the first was that God modeled rest.  Doubtful he needed rest on the 7th day of creation–but he modeled it.  Jesus consistently took time to get away from the crowds and disciples to be alone and pray.  But honestly for me I have found that…

I forget.  I forget that God loves me.  I forget that He wants to spend time with me.  I forget that He wants me to daily put my trust in Him.

Listening is not my strong suit.  “Be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.” (James 1:19)  I am so quick to speak and become angry and listening slows me down.  In solitude there is no one to talk to.  The waves are crashing and I am listening.  When I stop talking…eventually I am better able to listen.

Busyness is the enemy of intimacy.   If I long to grow in my relationship with God I must slow down long enough in an attempt to better get to know Him.

Weekends like this remind me that I need to be way more intentional about my daily quiet times.  I need to be quicker to ask forgiveness.  I need to be more faithful to pray for others and specifically to surrender my entire day to Him.  Sometimes my time is half hearted or not thoughtful…it is mundane.  In times of solitude I am aware of my desperate daily need for Him and it awakens my soul.

May You Be a Blessing and May You Find Solitude for Your Soul.

JC

Palates Like People…CAN Change

I used to believe when fit “fools” or “granola” girls ate sticks, grass and berries and then said they LIKED it…they were LIARS.  I could not image that any truly healthy food tasted that good or that I might actually crave leafy greens.  I did not believe that a big creamy bowl of ice cream might actually someday taste too rich, heavy, and “artificial”.  These things were so foreign to me and I felt it was the fit folks’ way of deceiving themselves so that they might daily choke down that many fruits and vegetables.  Or could it possibly be that their taste buds just didn’t work?
After my 1st clean eating challenge (which took out all processed foods and sugar)…I decided it was time to “treat” myself after the 9 weeks of hard work.  I popped a leftover Halloween Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup in to my mouth.  I was anticipating the same “feeling” and “taste” that came before the challenge.   I slowly chewed to take in all the “goodness”  and immediately was shocked by the “fakeness” of the food.  It tasted like fake peanut butter, fake chocolate, and were there hints of some sort of synthetic substance holding it all together?  Yuck!  I could not find a trash can fast enough!   For those Reese-Loving readers—I get that you might think one insane to spit out a cute little cup!  But truthfully, it was an automatic response.  Apparently those fit “fools” were right:  PALATES CAN CHANGE.
It has taken me years of trial and error with my family to encourage them to change their palates as well.  One of the best ways to change is to pull the “fake food” from your diet.  Cold turkey.  If you eat “pretty healthy” but still have sweets at night, your palate will never change.  If your kids eat pretty well but then get a sucker at the bank, a cookie at the grocery store, and a dessert most nights at dinner their palates WILL NOT CHANGE.  I had to pull our Velveeta Macs and Cheese off the market for a while and bring in the organic bunny kind many months later.  I had to stop making cheesy chicken enchiladas and replace it with a vegetable heavy meal.  It was not an easy road…our palates have been conditioned to crave sugar, fat, and salt.  At first it appeared that our food lacked flavor.  It takes some time to figure out different ways to season your food and for our taste buds to find a deep appreciation for the sweetness and flavor of fresh fruits and veggies.   To my great dismay, a rich pasta with heavy tomato cream sauce can not be easily substituted in nature.  But over time you will grow to appreciate and love these flavors.  Your health will thank you.   Sugar, fat and salt lead to sluggish, sick, minds, bodies, and spirits.   
For me, this did not happen over night.  I had a very strong bond with food and was very resistant to change, or anyone telling me my food was “not fine”.  It also seemed impossible to shift my family from the “S.tandard A.merican D.iet” (SAD) to one that was nutrient dense full of protein, minerals, vitamins, and fiber.  For some encouragement (and humor) on the subject of continuing to introduce healthy, nutritient rich foods to your family check out:
It is a slow process and a journey of trial and error but the truth is…change does a body GOOD
May You Be a Blessing and May You Be Blessed…

Jenni

Labels Lie and Liars Make Labels

Last year when my studio did our clean eating challenge a client asked if I would be willing to take her grocery shopping with me.  I was happy to oblige, but being a mom of three kids also meant that I would be taking 3 children:  5, 4, and 2 along for the ride!  While walking through the isles Emily looked at one of the boxes and asked, “What about this?  It says heart healthy?”  We flipped over to the ingredients of the cute sandwich thins but sadly they were filled with sugars, preservatives and other things that SHOULDN’T be in bread!   She said, “I don’t get it, it says it has multi-grains and is healthy?!?! ” It was her first lesson in this truth:  “labels lie and liars make labels”.  A week later my kids and I were back in the bread isle and my 4-year-old son yelled, “THESE BOXES LIE!”  From the mouth of babes.   I had no idea how closely he was listening to our conversation, but I am grateful.  I hope that at a very young age I can teach my children deep truths about food and nutrition so that they will never have the confusion that I had on the subject!  Sometimes I fantasize about walking through the grocery store and blocking off entire isles with huge signs that say, “DO NOT EAT…HAZARDOUS TO YOUR HEALTH!” 
Labels lie and liars make labels.  Often unfortunately after further inspection of the bright shiny box that tells us it is filled with “nutrients”…we find that the ingredients lists are filled with words we cannot identify.  That is our greatest clue to STEP AWAY from the product…and RUN (do not walk) to the edges of the grocery aisles.  The FDA does not require a label for most of those items because they contain ONE ingredient:  blueberries, apples, spinach, carrots, kale, beets, you get the idea.
I started to compile a list of “bad ingredients” for you to identify while shopping.  You know, preservatives, additives, coloring, or “hidden” chemicals, sugars, etc.  What a GREAT idea.  Then I realized my list would take up PAGES of my blog.   Don’t get me wrong—we want you to figure out what is IN a product…but often under further investigation you find it is simply NOT whole food.  Such is the state of our food these days.  My strongest encouragement is if you do not recognize a word, it probably is NOT a good sign, and probably should be avoided.   If it is a product that overall seems clean except for one ingredient it may be worth investigating…if there are several words you don’t recognize, or a list longer than about 8 ingredients it is probably best to just avoid it.   It’s not that YOU are not smart enough to know what it is, it is that the Food Industry will do ANYTHING it can to MASK the junk that they have put in to our food to confuse the consumer. 
If we can shift our focus away from trying to even figure out what is IN everything and try to find a the most whole natural foods then we will be in a MUCH better place! 
Janine and I can both sense that our clients are working very hard to be clean, read ingredient lists, and make wise choices.  KEEP doing this.   In the meantime…use your BEST judgment.  Continue to educate yourself.   Read great books and watch great documentaries.  Figure out the WHYS to better create “belief power”…it is 1000x stronger than will power.  
We are very PROUD of each of you as you are beginning this nutritional journey.   This is not just about getting lean, but about the life long health benefits of eating whole foods.   Keep putting one foot in front of the other and keep eating one dark leafy green after the next…no label required!  

Here is a list that many have requested and that I thought would be helpful as you shop this week!  Any meal or mini snack should pair a lean protein and complex carbohydrate.  There is great science as to the whys of this…I have included a site* that explains for those who want a “why”.  But as you think through your snacks and prepare meals this week PLEASE think lean protein and complex carb.  This will be lists that can be used for both the clean and E2 challenges…

Carrots, Snow Peas, Peppers and hummus
Carrots and peanut butter (Chris’ favorite)
Almonds and dried apricots
Avocado or black beans and salsa
Avocado (crackers, ezekial bread or spelt bread)…then I add tomato and spinach. 
Roasted chickpeas and carrots
Salmon and Quinoia
Chicken and broccoli
Boiled egg and apple
Eggs and spinach
Whole wheat toast with a nut butter
Banana with a nut butter


Apple with nut butter…or sunflower butter
Triscuits and a nut butter…triscuits with any protein option
Tuna and veggies
Oatmeal and walnuts (add dried fruit—delish!)
String cheese, laughing cow cheese, and triscuits

Cashews and grapes or other fruit


Spinach, walnuts and strawberries

Greek,  Coconut or Almonde yogurts and walnuts (or granola)

A “clean bar” that has protein and carb—my favorite “lara bar”.


Homemade granola with dried fruit/walnuts/almonds (no salt in these and only natural sugars)
Smoothies!  With protein powder, or yogurt, or soy milk,  or peanut butter and then some sort of fruit, I even add oatmeal…but people say I am weird!  =)


Almonds, Walnuts, and Goji berries…my NEWEST fav!  

*http://www.theloveconsultants.com/index.php/blog/article/lose_weight_by_combining_protein_and_carbs_at_every_meal/Christine%20Bybee

Hands off my HO HOs…

A re-post as POWER starts up another nutritional challenge…


Why is FOOD so doggone personal?   Why does the hair on the back of our necks raise when we are confronted with something different than our own diets or preferences?

I keep wandering down memory lane to just over 3 years ago when Janine issued a Nutritional Challenge—a “Clean Eating” Challenge for her studio.  I keep trying to remind myself why I was SO ticked at her and at the suggestion that my food might be “dirty” in some way?  I NEVER want to forget where I was…
Three years ago I worked out so that I could eat whatever I wanted.  I ate when I was hungry or when something looked or smelled good.  I ate for the joy of eating.  I ate when I was bored, lonely, angry, tired or depressed.    Food was a social common denominator:  every event whether it be a party or a play date,  food found it’s way in to the equation.  Food was comfort.  Food was a friend.  Food was entertainment.  Food was not in any way “fuel”.    That was a foreign concept.
I took the challenge because I was preparing to join P.O.W.E.R.’s staff and eventually own my own studio.  It would seem highly inappropriate for her first employee to throw a tantrum about the “RIDICULOUS” challenge she had put forth.  I spent the first week whining to the other pod girls about the fact that I could ONLY eat lettuce, and lettuce with NO dressing at that.  I complained, went to stores, read ingredients, got annoyed and went home empty handed.  I didn’t have TIME for this.  I didn’t have the stomach for it…literally.
Our family was not “so far” off the beaten path when it came to food…was it?  Sure we ate out SOME but not every night.   We ate vegetables…or at least brocolli and carrots…and I loved salads.  We didn’t deep fry everything that was placed in front of us and we didn’t eat a ton of red meat.  We drank sodas, but we were not addicted.  I loved cran-apple juice and probably drank 2 gallons a week.   We liked dessert and had sweets available but it was not an every day occasion.  Our kids didn’t eat white bread…but what was wrong with “fruit chews” that come in Disney Princess and Cars shapes?   What was high fructose corn syrup and why was it so “evil”? 
Apparently everything on our grocery list was “dirty” except for the broccoli and carrots and even our whole wheat bread had problems.  I was finding every excuse in the book to dump the challenge.  I didn’t have time to find new recipes; I was studying like crazy for my personal training license.   We didn’t have the money to buy less processed foods, never mind organic while my hubby made just over $40k a year?!?  Besides, I had three small children 3, 2, and 8 months…there was NO WAY I could get them to do this.  Did I mention my husband was a “meat-aterian” and balked at most new vegetables that I brought to the table?  This wasn’t going to work!
The first week I rolled my eyes, complained and simply refused to be apart of the madness.  The studio was buzzing though.  Women were complaining but also attempting this insane challenge.  I looked at their lives and went back to my excuses:  “yes, but she is single and doesn’t have to make 2 meals or find a ton of new recipes!”  “Yes, but her hubby brings in more cash each month!”  “She is a stay at home mom and totally has time for this!” And yet, their enthusiasm was wearing me down.  That weekend I went back to the store and started again.    I came home with a bunch of “tasteless” things and a higher grocery bill!  The 2nd week I probably ate clean 3 of the 7 days.  They were not fun and I remember feeling like I was eating like a gerbil.   I was eating more often and that was a pain because I didn’t have time to stop (yet again) to eat something!  I did not feel a difference in my energy level and was in general agitated by the process.
The 3rd week I think I added another day to a grand total of 4 out of the 7 days “clean”.  I did this partly due to peer pressure and the desire to potentially win a prize!  The conversations at the studio helped and I realized that I was going to have to resign to the process if I was going to get through the next 6 weeks.   I put together a facebook group…a “support group” of sorts, where P.O.W.E.R. girls could come together, complain, share recipes, and finish out the challenge before the holidays hit!   Somewhere between week 3 and week 9 my attitude slowly shifted. I found a few recipes that I liked and I found that I was actually not preparing as many “meals” as I was eating healthy, “substantial snacks” throughout the day.  
Somewhere between week 4 and week 9 my clothes became a little looser which was nice.  (It was jeans season and I HATED the out of the dryer, suck in and pray they button dance I used to have to do!)   Amazingly, I think I might have even dropped a jeans size by the end of the challenge.  THIS, (if I am honest) and this alone was motivation to continue considering what it would be like to shift to a “cleaner” diet.   So I began to educate myself more on WHY people should eat less preservatives and more whole foods.  I began to find out what was IN my sodas and juices.  I began to read, research and became absolutely convinced that this was a better way.  
Interestingly, and I SWEAR this is not just what healthy people who eat plants say, my food preferences CHANGED.  
I did not CRAVE sugar, sweets, salty, and fatty foods.  As a matter of fact, I distinctly remember eating a piece of processed candy and felt slightly disgusted by the “fakeness” of the flavor.  (I—gasp—spit out the Reeses cup that my child brought home for Halloween!)   This was such a shock to my system as I was sure that this was just what people “said” happened but deep down I knew it would never be true for me!   I began craving water, fruit, and vegetables,. 
My body was leaner, it moved more quickly, I had more energy and it even was more “flushed”…things moved through more naturally.  (Sorry if this is TMI!)   Over the past 3 years our family has slowly continued to change and transform our nutrition to what it is today…SUPER CLEAN!   My hubby eats and tries all vegetables that I serve.  He actually orders vegetables on his own merit—and lots of them!  It took a good amount of education to get him there, but he is there.  My kids eat lots of fruits and veggies and the processed snacks are to a minimum.   If their snacks aren’t homemade, I can pronounce and tell you what is in their food, where as before most of their snacks were chemically engineered!   This actually does help me to sleep better at night. 
The month of October is exciting in the POWER studio as women are going to be given a similar challenge to the one that was put forth 3 years ago.  I want to remember.  I never want to forgot how angry I was.  I never want to forget how HARD it was.  I never want to forget all the reasons (most valid!) for a need to keep things the way they were and avoid change.  I also never want to forget where that challenge brought me!  If I haven’t thanked her—I should—Janine, THANK YOU for making me start the journey.  I am a MUCH healthier version of myself.  My kids will hardly have memories of processed food in our home and my husband, too, is a grateful man for this lifestyle change. 
Much more to come on this subject!   But as you consider the challenge placed before you, be ENCOURAGED, take HEART it IS a journey WORTH taking! 





Peace, Love, Clean Food and Burpees,


Jenni 

Preschool Lesson #1…SHARE.

Preschool must have been a good time for me.  Although I wasn’t a whiz in school, I am certain in preschool I learned one of my greatest gifts…to share.  I LOVE to share a good deal, a good recipe, a good book, a good verse, a good workout, and the list goes on and on.  I realized recently my blog is just another attempt for me to share some of my “favorite things”.  Most days I don’t know why I blog.  It is therapy for me to write.  But more than anything I actually think I have a deep deep desire to share.  

This is an excerpt from a devotion that I am reading…man, I can relate.  Thought it was share worthy!

Dear Jesus, 


I desperately need to learn how to live in the present moment.  My mind so easily slips into the future, where worries abound.  I also spend way too much time analyzing things in the past.  Meanwhile, splendors of the present moment parade before me, and I’m too preoccupied to notice.  Part of the problem is my tendency to strive for self-sufficiency.  Help me to learn to rest in Your sufficiency, depending on You more and more.  


Beloved, 


You need My grace in order to live in the present.  Grace is all about My provision for you, and accepting that goes against the grain of natural tendencies.  Do you really believe My grace is sufficient for you?  If so, then it makes sense to stop your anxious striving.  


My grace is sufficient for every situation you will ever encounter.  However, you must learn to receive My provisions by looking to Me continually.  


Each day you face a number of situations requiring My help.  Moment by moment, I proffer to you the needed assistance.  Your part is to recognize your neediness and receive what I offer.  My Presence is always with you, providing everything you need.  Don’t worry about tomorrow’s needs.  My sufficiency is for one day at a time–today!


My grace is sufficient for you, but its sufficiency is for one day at the time.


Sarah Young  (Dear Jesus)

“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
2 Corinthians 12:9

“And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.”
Philippians 4:19

“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.  Each day has enough trouble of its own.”   Matthew 6:34

May You Be a Blessing and May you Be Blessed~

Jenni

10 Things to Promote Health and Wellness TODAY

Everything that you value in life, including your family, finances, career success, ministries, and friendships all depend on you being in GOOD HEALTH.


There are precious people close to me and to those I love who are sick.  It is debilitating and all consuming.  Often the sickness is completely out of our control.  But loads and loads of research is proving that often it is not…


I believe change starts with ONE simple action.

Moving toward wellness is vital to the things we value.  

TODAY do one thing to promote your physical wellness:

1.  Take a walk or run.   
2.  Eat more vegetables.
3.  Drink water instead of Coke.    
4.  Sweat in any way you can. 
4.  Drink one less coffee…pass on dessert.
5.  Do yoga.   
6.  Empty your pantries.  Throw out the junk.
7.  Eat IN instead of OUT.
8.  Did I mention eat more vegetables?    
9.  Take the stairs.  Park far away for a longer walk.  
10.  Pray for strength, courage, and motivation to do one more thing tomorrow.  
May You be a Blessing and May you Be Well! 

Jenni