I have been reading, Robb Wolf latest book, Wired to Eat: Turn Off Cravings, Rewire Your Appetite for Weight Loss, and Determine the Foods That Work for You. I really enjoy his style of writing that makes it easier to understand. There were some parts of the books that I had to pass and I really wanted to get to the plan of it. If you know about Whole30 , you get an idea about Wired to Eat 30 days of eating plan. He however adds that some people need some other type of carbs such as rice and after the 30 days, you learn to do a 7-Day Carb test.
Robb Wolf gets into three areas of one’s life: food , movement, and sleep. I will try to deal with each one of these area.
I have been doing well until about 3 weeks ago and I just feel sick most the time. I know that I need to get back on track so starting May 1st, I will stick with a Paleo/Whole 30 eating plan again. I hate not feeling well. I am big enough to know that what I put in my mouth will either make me healthy or not. That simple.
Since I had baby girl, I have lost about 40 pounds (but many more to go). What I did that help the most was a low-carb (no ugly carbs) and I moved. I trained for Half Marathon and I did two games at Step Bet (were you bet money to make sure you walk your step using a fit-bit or another types).
Like I said earlier the last 3 weeks have been lazy and I can feel it . I haven’t gain anything back but my gut hurts all the time and I am tired again all the time.
“Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit,
who is in you, whom you have received from God?
You are not your own; you were bought at a price.
Therefore honor God with your body,”
(1 Cor. 6:19-20)
I am wired to eat and move for I am made in His imagine and likeness. I debated about having the post on the blog or even having any post about my personal life such as the fitness or homeschooling but you know I am leaving it be because it helps me. It helps me. A main reason why I use blog space to write about my “fitness & wellness ” attempts is so that I know that I put it out there and for some reason, it motivates me.
I will have to report back to you guys and that is sometimes keeps me going.. (Hello, I know you are out there?)
When I had my old blog of Catholic Fit Mom for Life(I stop that blog and decided to put all my eggs in one basket but I still have a facebook page ). I blog about Fit Moms for Life program. It’s a great program for women of all ages and types. There I learn about SMART Goals: Specific, Measurable, Attainable, Realistic, and Timed. (Doran, G.T. ‘There’s a S.M.A.R.T. Way to Write Management’s Goals and Objectives)
Goals need to be Specific so that it is clear what you are working towards. If your goal is too generic, such as “lose weight” or “feel better,” there is no clear end point—you will not know when you’ve achieved your goal. Similarly, it needs to be Measurable. You need to be able to quantify or otherwise measure whether or not you are making progress towards your goal. Good goals are also Attainable and Realistic. You can and should push yourself with ambitious goals that force you to stretch, but you should also have smaller goals that are attainable in a reasonable time frame so that you can see the progress you are making along the way. Finally, good goals are Timed. Without a deadline, a goal is just something you would like to do someday. Deadlines help keep you focused and accountable — Fit Moms for Life Program
So here are my SMART Goals in 3 areas of Wired to Eat: Diet, Movement and Sleep.
- I will eat for 30 days a paleo/whole foods diet.
- I will train for 10 weeks for my triathlon event on July 15th. ( Can you believe it has been 2 years since I have done one?) using a sprint training program.
- I will attempt to get 7 hours of sleep at least 4 days a week (wish me luck on this one, with 13 months that nurses like a newborn. Ha!)
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With God’s merciful love,
Cecilia @ Hair Bows 4 Life
When God grants you silver-linings, you take them. Let me give you a little insight to what I am talking about. I have been experiencing a side of darkness in our church since Ash Wednesday. There has been changes to the church we usually attend that has brought me to a side of myself that I don’t like; a sad and dark place. I guess I took things for granted. I guess I was blindsided to see that throughout His beautiful church, the celebration of the Holy Eucharistic was just another event like a sport outing, birthday party, or a worship concert.
I was hurting. I was witnessing a change towards the Mass being ;how many hands can get in the pot, how it’s a celebration of the community, a big O’ get together. I am sorry. Please forgive me, not to sound rude or anything. But the Sacrifice of Mass isn’t about getting ourselves and getting hands involved in the liturgy. It’s not about the laity or liturgical council. It’s about the sacrifice of the Son of God, brought to God by a priest’s hand as we plead for forgiveness and His mercy so that we can live forever with Him!
So as this all started to unfold during lent, I just couldn’t get myself to attend this church too often since it took me to a side of me that I didn’t like. Don’t get me wrong, I been praying for this priest and these changes, I want to show mercy as God will show mercy on me. But, I believe that this life is too short. It is nothing compare to everlasting life.
So I want to experiences all the beauty, truth, and goodness that I can experiences on this side of Heaven. And yes, the mass is still the most beautiful sight ever no matter what is sung or who is alter serving. I know. But, again this short life of mine is just that short. I want to get as many silver-linings that is thrown my way. So we make an hour trip to a beautiful church in the middle of a city that is known for its ugliness and evil. But this place of beauty is that light in the darkness and the mass celebrated is like being in Heaven on earth. Where most of my senses are met with pure beauty and goodness. It took me forty years to witness the most beautiful mass ever. I have no words to explain it. None at all.
But…., Yes but. Nothing is perfect but God himself and the Holy Eucharistic. So even attending this mass, there are things one can do without; the noise after mass. I don’t know why it seems that the second the priest is out the door, we forget where we are. We totally lose control of our mind and just speak it. You are trying to give thanksgiving to God for what you just have witness and you can’t hear yourself in prayers for the endless noise.
Ok, so now back to that silver-lining that God shared with me this Divine Mercy Sunday. We were out-of-town due to soccer tournament and we found a beautiful church in the Bible Belt of Alabama. I don’t need to tell you how beautiful this new church was as you can see for yourself. I always knew that just because you build a new church doesn’t mean it has to be ugly. Why or why for ugly churches? That is another story.
Credit to Gatlin Hudson Architects
This young and amazing priest said a most lovely mass . He took his time to look at the Holy Eucharistic in his hand and you almost felt that he wasn’t there with you any longer. You wonder what did he see at that moment that we couldn’t see? It was something.
I guess it was a pure love he had for the Holy Eucharistic as he also spoke with conviction that we can’t be a doubting Thomas. We can’t doubt the true presences of Our Lord in the Holy Eucharistic. We just can’t. We must live our lives with truth and beauty and no doubts about God’s love and mercy for us and the whole world in the Eucharistic.
He also gave each family a copy of 7 Secrets of Confession.
It’s the end of the mass, they process out of church. We stay to listen to the organ finish playing and say our prayers. When my husband who noticed first says, “Do you hear that?” I replied,” no, I hear nothing .” As all I see are people leaving the church and that is when it hit me and it hit me hard.
There was silence after the mass was over. There was silence after the music stop. Pure Silence. My heart rejoiced. My eyes watered. My breath was taken. Silence there was.
God’s gift for us on that Merciful Sunday.
Afterwards, I had to approach the priest and I just couldn’t help myself. I said, “Father, we are not from here and I have been most impressed by the silence after mass was over. Thank you.”
Father said, ” I have simple rules. It just a simple rule. Silence in presence of Christ in the church.” Which he adds,” they only need to see me mad once!”
In His merciful love,
Cecilia @ Hairbows4life
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