I've followed more strict eating regimens over the years than I could probably count. I've always loved good food. But I've also always loved my health, and control, and a good challenge – not to mention the more superficial effects of good eating. And control. Did I mention control? I've always been active, but as a friend of mine likes to say, “You can't outrun a bad diet.” Truer words….
During the most mentally and physically challenging of my years in both school and Big Law, I learned to manage and control what I could to get through the grueling hours of work, and later of deals and motherhood. I could teach classes in corporate survival (whether or not we accept the sad fact that it is necessary). Working 100+ hour weeks with two small children, you learn to do what you can to take back your health and your mind – and, oftentimes, just to get through it.
- Drink your water
- Do your yoga
- Eat perfectly
- Sleep (Ha! Just kidding….)
In short, keep a clean body and a clear mind. Five minutes of meditation was worth several more hours of productivity. Twenty minutes running got my blood moving enough for several more still.
But food. Food was my real trick. I was pescetarian for years. Then paleo pescetarian. Then I started consecutive rounds of pescetarian Whole30 that did wonderful things for my stamina and mental clarity. And my ability to choose in restaurants, since there *might* be one thing that I could eat. And my ass. 😉
I controlled what I could. Everything that I could.
But as life has begun to reorganize itself, to lighten, to allow for breathing and its own happiness and clarity and energy, I've had the luxury of breaking all of the rules and being a good old-fashioned foodie again. Which is my way of segueing from back story to the constant wonderful meals and noshes that I'll be writing about here….
*The Wave of American Flavors at the Contemporary Resort, Signature Burger
Like this. This was really freaking good. I'll write more about it later.