Thursday, May 10, 2012

A nerdy documentary-watcher

Before you ask: No, I am not becoming a vegan.

My Healthy in 2012 group at work just finished watching Forks Over Knives, a documentary examining the claim that the most effective way to prevent and reverse disease is with a whole foods, plant-based diet (a fancy way to say vegan). I was skeptical, but like any good documentary it made me think.

The experts in Forks Over Knives advocate a whole-food plant-based diet. The program is based on whole or minimally processed plants, primarily fruits, vegetables, whole grains, tubers, and legumes. It excludes or minimizes animal-based foods such as meat (including poultry and fish), dairy, and eggs, as well as refined foods like bleached flour, refined sugar, and oil. - www.forksoverknives.com.

I’ve always been an omnivore. I view the world as a complex ecosystem where plants and animals feed off of each other in different ways in order to thrive individually and as a whole. I don’t have ethical concerns about the consumption of animals in general (their treatment in the modern production process is a whole other subject I’m not going to touch at the moment). The documentary discusses the health effects of eating animal-based foods, which is what got me questioning my family’s eating habits.

I eat most things in moderation, but I’ve never really examined my consumption of chicken, fish, eggs, milk, and other dairy products. Delicious and nutritious, right? They provide protein and calcium which are essential to our diet. We neeeeeed them.

The documentarians attempt to demonstrate that animal protein can do more harm than good. You can get all of the protein and calcium you need from plant-based foods and avoid the negative effects of animal protein. The vignettes, research studies, and clinical trials presented in the documentary make this seem clear cut and possible to achieve. For example:

·        Nutritionists Dr. T. Colin Campbell conducted the awesome China-Oxford-Cornell study, which followed millions of Chinese over decades and found that increases in their incidence of cancer and heart disease directly paralleled their adoption of a Western diet.
·        When Nazis commandeered all the food animals in Norway and rationing forced Brits away from meat, disease rates plummeted. After the war, they moved up again.
·        In the traditional Japanese diet, breast and prostate cancers are all but unknown.
·        The filmmaker follows three sick people: one with breast cancer, one given less than a year to live because of heart problems, one with murderously high cholesterol. All are well again after the vegetarian diet and no other medicinal intervention.

The idea of a plant-based diet still seems a little daunting to me. The expense, the time for preparation needed, and the meat-based culture we live in would make the switch quite challenging. Plant-centered vs. meat-centered feels easier to start with.

I do think that it is appropriate and necessary to look for and begin incorporating alternative protein sources into our diet. We certainly do not need meat with every meal. We do not need milk for breakfast every morning. We can limit our eggs. It definitely will not hurt us to further limit our consumption of fast food and processed foods. We need to eat more vegetables.

Michael and I are making slow, manageable changes:

·        Making at least two meat-free meals a week.
·        Substituting rice and pasta for more vegetables, whole-grains, and legumes.
·        Having vegetables with 95% of lunches/dinners (We like our Chick-fil-A).
      ·        Fast food once a week or less (Again, I’m not ready to give up my #5 8-pack).
      ·        I’m also going to buy a carton of almond milk to try out.


I definitely recommend checking out the documentary and looking into the research on your own. I’m going to continue to poke around as we start making changes. I’ll update on our recipes and progress towards a more plant-centered diet.

If anyone is reading this, I would love to hear/read your perspective and experience!

Monday, May 7, 2012

A Busy Family: Marathon Weekend.

Two home invasions, five cities, and two accidents. It’s safe to say this was a memorable weekend. My body is tired, my house is a mess, and my nerves are shot.

We should have known it was going to be a bumpy weekend when Michael threw his back out a mere 5 days before his 100 mile ride from Austin to Shiner. Still he rested, actually took pain medicine, and felt ready (enough) for his trek.

Friday (tags: Houston, Austin, Accident #1, Home Invasion #1)
As I’m walking out of work to pick up the boys and get on the road, we get a call from our neighbor. The police just arrested someone breaking into the house across the street. They hit at least two houses around us before they were caught.

Crap.

Luckily we don’t own anything valuable but we didn’t want to come home the next evening to a broken window or a ransacked house. A different neighbor was feeding the dogs so he was able to check out the house and give us the okay. Off to Austin we went!

(As a side note – when I pick up Elijah from daycare, he had his first every accident report! He bonked his head on a table when he tried to crawl through it and got a nice bruise on his forehead. I chuckled as his teachers approach me cautiously with the report and told them, “he falls all the time, this is just the first time it’s left a bruise!”).

Saturday (tags: Austin, Shiner, Houston, Pasadena, Home Invasion #2)
The next morning, Elijah and I cheered the Michaels on as they clipped in and rode off on the Shiner GASP. We met up with Mark and Julie for breakfast and then made our way behind them.

Elijah in helping get Dada breakfast at 6am. "Why am I awake?!"
"Okay, see you in 10 hours"
And they're off! All 1600 of them.
Reading about riding bikes at the hotel.
We spent the afternoon chilling on a blanket in the shade, taking trips into the gift shop to cool down, eating bratwurst, and listening to the bands play as riders crossed the finish line with shaky legs and sunburnt arms. I got the occasional text from Michael at the pit stops with things like, “I feel like a stallion, riding an unicorn, over a rainbow”. Clearly riding 100 miles over hills in 90F can lead to delirium.

 Playing at the Spoetzel Brewery in Shiner.

"Pay attention to me, Mama!"
Aside from a little new mom fear of heat exhaustion and checking Elijah’s temperature every 2 minutes, it was a nice afternoon.  Around 5pm, we cheered Dada across the finish line! Golden rode through just a few minutes later. By 6:30 we were far from partied out and ready to get home. We made our annual DQ stop for blizzards and hit the road.

Michael and Elijah immediately fell asleep. I’m normally pretty content with the quiet 2 hour drive after the race, but I’ve never had to do after chasing a speedy crawling 10 month old all day. My eyes drooped as I blasted Lady Gaga as much as I could without waking the baby. By the time we hit 610, I felt a little like a “stallion, riding an unicorn, over a rainbow” for making it down the dark country highway.

As we pull into the driveway, I’m leaping with joy just thinking of my soft, comfy bed. I get Elijah out and start to head inside. Michael stops me at the door to warn me that he killed a cockroach. Yuck, but I’m glad he got inside first and I didn’t have to see it. I put Elijah to bed and go to check on Michael and the dogs in the back.

Then I see them. The roaches.

I stop in my tracks. W.T.F? Our backporch is swarming and Michael kills at least 12 inside our house in the first 2 minutes we’re home. I freak out our 13-year old neighbor who came to feed the dogs with my girlish screams. They are in our sunroom. The living room. The kitchen. Coming in through both doors. My skin is crawling as I check Elijah’s bedroom to make sure I didn’t just leave him for roach food. All clear. Thank God. I just stand in the hallway (also cleared), rocking from right leg to left leg (they can’t get me if I’m moving!) as Michael continues his killing spree.

Our neighbors tell us they’ve seen this happen before when someone near has poisoned a tree or just exterminated. They must have fled their poisoned home and found solace in our dang pesticide free house. I just want to get in my warm comfy bed and now I can’t even calm my nerves let alone sleep in our roach infested house! Unfortunately the dogs don’t fit with our stuff and our child in the tiny Yaris and we left the FourRunner at Michael’s work. So, a car exchange, a good roach spraying, and an hour and a half later we pulled into my parent’s driveway in Pasadena to settle in for the night.

Sunday (tags: Pasadena, Galveston, Houston, Accident #2)

For some reason, we decided we hadn’t used quite enough gas this weekend, so we drove the Galveston for a quick brunch. Mosquito CafĂ© was delicious, albeit a little expensive. As we were walking out, we had accident #2.
Michael was carrying Elijah through the maze of chairs leading to the back gate when his foot caught on one and he tumbled to the ground. I stood there holding our coffees, watching as my boys crashed to the concrete. Michael reports that his spidey senses kicked in. His brain worked in slow motion as he twisted to take the fall and lay Eli on the ground with only a tiny bonk on the head. We stopped on a bench outside to regroup. As we looked at Michael’s scraped knee and Elijah’s smiling face, all we could think about was how differently it could have gone. We said a prayer of thanks for God’s watchful eye and Michael’s SuperDad skills.

Feasting on eggs and pancakes before the accident.
After we walked through Murdoch’s and up and down the seawall, we headed back to Pasadena. We were all able to nap, play at the park and meet up at the Horton’s for our usual Sunday dinner. It felt wonderful.
"Dada, you are awesome"
 "What is this? Do I like it? No! No! Not at alllll!"
I’m happy to report that we did not see a single roach last night (knock on wood), the exterminator is already scheduled for Wednesday afternoon, and Elijah is still completely fine!