Diet starts with D-I-E. Not a good way to live!

Any Man...There are times in life when who you're with and where you are are far more important than what you are doing. Those can be the times of special memories. Those are the days and the moments that we'll carry with us for years to come. And those are the days that I wouldn't allow what I'm eating to get in the way of making those special memories. Dad's Weekend at WSU is definitely one of those times. A time to enjoy the ones your with. 

That's why I'm so happy that my nutritional routine fits into my life. I've seen and experienced so many systems that require my life to fit into their program. And it just doesn't work. They're not fun. They're not enjoyable. As a result they aren't sustainable. I'm not on a diet, I'm on a live it. And boy did we live during Dad's Weekend!

Did you ever notice that the first three letters of the word diet are D-I-E? Think about it!

To read about one such special weekend and an alternative approach, please click here on my Healthy Edge. Thanks!

Why wait? Yesterday you said tomorrow!

YesterdayThree months have passed since Cindy and I started our Isagenix journey. I remember considering the invitation that Brenda had extended to us for several months before we finally said "YES!" The truth is, when we were ready we decided to wait until Labor Day was behind us and summer was over before getting started. We didn't want to detract from our last month of fun in the sun. Now we wish we had started months, or even years, sooner. 
  
Together we have released a combined total of more than 75 unwanted pounds. There's a new feeling of energy that has come into our bodies, and we're able to do things together - like walking, hiking, and biking - that only months ago were simply not possible. Those chronic aches and pains, as well as the tension that comes from stress, are gone. Really gone!

Sound too good to be true? That's what I thought too. But it's very real. Read this week's entry in @Healthy Edge for details.

Realizations and understandings

DaisiesWhen I finished my first month of using a newly discovered nutrition program, I realized how much better I was feeling. Not just the weight loss, but the energy and absence of those stubborn aches and pains. Looking back, I now wish I'd started much sooner and began sharing with others much more quickly. 

Here's a few of my journal entries from that time period. 

Thanksgiving Reflections

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Thanksgiving eve thoughts and reflections. I've got so much to be grateful for!

A friend who, after 40 years, had the courage to call me.
A family that unconditionally loves and forgives me.
A home that is more than a shelter for me.
A career that has challenged and rewarded me.
A colleague that inspires and supports me.
A memory of parents who encouraged me.
A mentor who respected and inspired me.
A community that enabled and recognized me.
A teacher that pushed and motivated me.
A wife that accepts, loves, and completes me. 
A Heavenly Father who does it all... for me.

Hoping each of you will take a moment to consider what you have to be grateful for too.
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

Courage and Confidence Emerges

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As I moved into week three of my new nutrition program I was feeling more and more confident with the routine and had less of a need to check the recommended schedule to remember what to use at specific times of the day. I was feeling more and more energized and was developing a real belief that the products were doing exactly what Brenda - my sponsor - suggested they would. I'll pick up the story with excerpts from my journal, beginning on day sixteen after returning from "Dad's Weekend" at WSU.

Continue by clicking here.

Own Your Own Life

BoatMiss

For nearly twenty-five years – the majority of my career - I envisioned myself in a role atop a growing and successful company. I knew what to do and how to do it, but the pace and momentum of my career along with the responsibilities of a growing family kept me in corporate leadership roles that were a step away from the top. Despite that success, the itch to build a successful business of my own still needed to be scratched. Yet it never seemed to be the right time.

Then two things happened that added new dimension to my perspective. My wife was diagnosed with cancer and I turned sixty.

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New Beginning with Healthy Edge

The beginningDear friends, family, and readers of my blog who occasionally stop by to see how my journey to a healthier life has progressed,

You may remember how the journey began a little more than three years ago.

It's been quite some time since I've shared with you here. Not because I've given up or quit and not because I haven't had anything to say. Instead, I've been quiet because I wanted to be sure of what I've been experiencing before sharing an exciting new element of my story. I think I've found it... "the healthy edge."

For the details please click here...

It's Not About The Popcorn

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Some memories are just tiny pieces of inconsequential experiences. One that comes to mind for me is about my dad and popcorn nights. No kidding!

When I was a kid popcorn didn't come out of a bag, there were no air-poppers, and Jiffy Pop was a luxury invented in 1959 that wouldn't be affordable at our house for at least 5-10 more years. No, popcorn at the Brooks house was made on the stovetop in one of the pots that mom kept for daily use in her kitchen cupboards. Into the pot went some Crisco, a cup of popcorn, and we waited. When the kernels were heard beginning to pop on the inside, the maker began to aggressively shake the pot while it rested on the red hot burner. The anticipation grew. The routine was the same, each and every time.

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Aprons, flowers and pearls. A story for another day.

Mom with ThreeHe looked me in the eyes with a disappointment that I hadn’t seen before and said, “You’re breaking your mother’s heart.” 

There was strength in his voice and a glistening dampness in his eyes when he spoke. He didn’t need to say more. Those five words, spoken by my dad in the living room of the home where I was raised, landed on my ears with a force that he couldn’t have imagined. A message that took only seconds deliver has stuck with me, unforgotten, for nearly forty years. His message was clear. He was reminding me that my mom – the love of his life – was the person on this earth that he cherished the most. The woman he had spent a lifetime with. The person that he protected from all forms of pain… even if it required the toughest of conversations with his only son. And he was right. My mom was an angel. His angel.

I was 25 and after three years of marriage had just celebrated becoming a father for the first time. I was so proud. I’d watched my parents raise their five children (especially my little sisters) and love their grandchildren for years. My mom’s home was always open and the love for her family was genuine and immense. There was never a hesitation about being involved and helping as each grandchild was welcomed into the growing family. It was the way it had always been. Until then.

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Job: Operations Director


A job exists that requires more than most of us can imagine. It fact, it could be considered the most important job of all. It's part finance and part operations. It requires experience in medicine, education, and the culinary arts. Those who hold this role must be capable of working long hours for consecutive days and weeks without interruption. They must be highly mobile, willing to put the needs of the people they serve above their own, and do so without expectation of financial compensation. 

To most of us, the discription of a role like this one turns our minds to days of indentured servants. The requirements are so heavily out of balance with the benefits and rewards. Or are they? Those that have held the role seldom complain. Instead, they truly love the people they serve and expect very little in return for their years and years of emotional and physical support. 

We know these people. They took care of us when we needed them most. These people are our mothers and the role is that of our mom.

With Mother's Day just ahead, this video caught my attention. Take a look. Then make your mom a card.

  

Plenty more in the Archives

The Fine Print

Rod Brooks (that's me) is VP & CMO of PEMCO Mutual Insurance Company and serves as Immediate Past Chair of the Board of Directors for the Word of Mouth Marketing Association (WOMMA).  It's important to disclose both of those relationships and to be clear that this is my personal blog where I share thoughts and opinions that are solely my own.  Contact me!

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