It is hard to believe that so many things that I always believed about health, diet, and exercise have changed, and I find myself being re-educated by my children who are striving to help me look and feel better. Of course when I was growing up, my father built a ferriswheel, swing set, and simple merry-go-round in my backyard so that my siblings and I would be physically active. We also rode our bicycles for miles and miles, climbed trees, and played backyard baseball and basketball. We ate ripe delicious peaches, cherries, apricots, and pears right off the trees. Tomatoes were vine-ripened and grown between the ferriswheel and the merry-go-round. On the week-end we roamed the fields and streams and sometimes fished and swam in the ponds at my Grandmother's farm where we milked cows and helped to harvest the green beans, corn crop, watermelons and cantelopes, etc.
So why is it so hard for me to exercise for fun now? And why do I eat convenient processed foods when real food tastes so much better?
We bought a juicer to help us enjoy fresh fruit and vegetable juice that is still "alive" with enzymes. I just really miss the fresh fruits and vegetables that we grew at my house and on my relatives farms. If I worked hard growing the garden I would get good exercise, I just need more land somewhere else besides West Texas!
