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The Jacksons, Week 27: Much Respect Due -- to Fruits and Veggies
Filed under: Healthy Families Challenge
Instead of sidestepping the squash and the salads after we'd entered the supermarket superstore recently, we headed toward the fruits and vegetables. It seemed the natural thing to do.
We'll crack open a can if we have to, but we've been spoiled by the bright taste of fresh vegetables. And when we had run out of some of our favorite just-picked staples recently, we knew it was time to hit the store. We were pretty decent vegetable eaters before we joined the Healthy Families Challenge, but ever since, we go for edible greens and other fresh produce more often than not.
Wheeling our cart, I grabbed some of those green string beans and broccoli, spring mix and romaine lettuces, oranges and peaches, and -- I couldn't resist -- a rutabaga, which was calling my name. I've probably exceeded my limit as a human being for mentioning the turnip-like veggie by name within such a limited span, but as I first shared with you all four weeks ago, I absolutely love the stuff.
The fluids were largely for Jackson, my son, who isn't operating at 100 percent these days as he battles tree and grass allergies. Lately, his diet has been supplemented by courses of antihistamine, antibiotics, Sudafed and Robitussin.
He told me yesterday that he felt "like a piece of paper."
That really hurt me. He said he felt weak and wobbly and just plain terrible. And from time to time, he'll lose his sense of taste. I'll be glad when Jack can get rid of this round of seasonal allergies.
I forced him outside briefly one beautiful, clear day to do a few exercises with me on the driveway and in the backyard. We both shared some moves we've routinely performed in our respective fitness programs; he demonstrated "windmills," which are his favorite arm stretching exercises from fencing class, and I guided him in a light abdominal workout, similar to the one my personal trainer takes me through.
It's funny, though, how we both ended the brief home-training session doing jumping jacks and lunges, familiar moves we know all so well.
Aside from Jack being under the weather, we had a good week, which I ended by baking sweet potatoes (for him), cooking diced rutabagas (for me), roasting teriyaki chicken wings, and preparing crisp spring salads.
Jack is down, but he's not out, and luckily, his appetite hasn't lost any steam.
Me? I'm soon to get back on those bleeping scales and see where I stand, numbers-wise. I know my body is changing and I'm losing weight (I can tell by my baggy clothes), but honestly, it'll be a kick in my gut to see that I've either gained weight or that I haven't lost any. I know muscle mass is heavier than fat, but still, people.
I have definite commitment issues when it comes to the scale. By next week, I vow to suck it up and see how my progress registers among those little lines.
I'm building up my nerve now ...
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