I spent today fishing. And believe me, if I wasn’t already aware, today I really realized how lucky I am that much of my work is online. I worked for an entire day today…before 8:30am and after 4:30pm. In between those times? I picked up my favorite 8 year-old and we went fishing for 6 hours. Matthew caught a lot of fish…more than 20. I caught 1, sort of accidentally (he just wanted me to hold the fishing pole while he was casting the other one).
Note: we only got one hook stuck in a tree, and only had to cut ties with one stuck-in-the-rocks lure. That felt like success to me–fishing makes me slightly sleepy, but Matthew chattered the entire time about fishing and life, and our upcoming road trip to the ocean with our good friends. He didn’t so much appreciate my “fishing hat,” and he laughed at me when I exclaimed my desire for catching a tiger fish (apparently it was a perch). But we had fun, and I resisted my urge to hug him every time he got near me (after all, there were worm-y hooks swinging around).
This is my fave pic:
I still have a post about detox in the works. Please forgive me for being slow. I’m overwhelmed, in not such a bad way, but still.
I am making meatballs as I write this—grassfed organic beef, 25% of which are pureed beef liver. I will post more about this topic too. I did write about beef liver once…here. Ever since I came across the nutritional profile of beef liver and the idea of traditional nutrition for promoting health (Cate Shanahan–Deep Nutrition, Sally Fallon—Nourishing Traditions, and the Weston A. Price Foundation), I’ve been intrigued by things like offal and animal fat. I’m not going to go into all the health benefits right at the moment, but I will do a post about this as well. I don’t mean to say that every person needs to eat beef liver or eat like me. I do really believe there are many roads to good health—we all just have to figure out our own best roads.
I went to the chiropractor guy to try out the Active Release Technique for my sore achilles tendons. The end result—he tried to sell me a $3000 package of laser treatments for my achilles. Now I feel like they’re sleazy and sales-y, and I really just wanted him to knead the knots out of my calf/lower leg muscles in a way that would help both of my achilles stop being inflamed and sore. Boo to that. He made it sound like I’m doomed if I don’t do the laser treatments. And my shoes must be bad. And I shouldn’t work out till it’s better. And the sky is falling.
Today, I’ve expanded my day at both ends to accommodate fishing, and tomorrow I start again at 4:30 and go till…sometime in the evening. I notice that I don’t get tired doing this—I feel like I’ve found my nutritional niche in many ways. However, I do contemplate that threshold of necessity and enjoyment in regards to coffee and wine… where does the line stop between being nutritious and being a contributor to quality of life…and being negative (note: I don’t think I’ve crossed the threshold on either, but I’m wondering if I can/should lower it more)? I guess asking the question is the first step
What are you enjoying this summer?
How much coffee/alcohol do you drink?