Monday, January 12, 2015
Seriously. "GMO" is the altering of the food DNA. It changes the genes of your food via a real science lab. "Organic" as the industry uses this term is only to indicate that no pesticides have been used to treat the soil or the crop. It's hard to get both unless you grow your own food. Sadly, a lot of food goes through the transgenic process in order for farmers not to be pressed to use pesticides. So much of our "organic" food is GMO.
Nonetheless, we can grow our own food. There are various companies online willing to sell you saved non-GMO organic seeds. Start growing your own food right now.
I will be addressing this topic in my book next March.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Friday, December 27, 2013
Thursday, October 3, 2013
In London, I asked the hotel receptionist (it’s a guy, you know you thought of a gender) about directions. He began telling me about a H58 bus and what not, and I stopped him. “Which way? I’m going to run there…on foot.” He snickered and looked at me like I was nuts. Same reaction I get in the U.S. for running. What? Mofos don’t run anymore? People do. In the U.S. they run, in London I saw them running. In India, only on my way to Mangalore airport I was inspired by an Indian woman who did more than run. She walked on the edge of the road in nutty traffic from the direction of the airport. I don’t know really where she came from or where she was going, but she was neatly dressed with a dignified look on her face.
Watching her, I quickly thought back to one year in high school. I remember kids puzzled, some laughing asking me “Why were you pushing a shopping cart down the road all by yourself?” Till this day, I think it was the most sensible response and reason. It was the same year I began working out to begin competing as a bodybuilder. In my world, I need no cars if I have my legs. In my world, I need no money if I have valuable friendship and family. In my world, I’m not lost if a destination exists. In this world there are few visitors to come by, but, the ones who do always motivate me.
Last night, at 1:30am (London time) I decided to walk to the London Heathrow airport for action and internet wifi. The scene was dead but I stayed until 5:30am. Before I left, I began thinking, “There is always a solution. Never panic.” I have lived by this and it has become my motto. It’s far from perfected. The discussion in my head was mainly for internalizing my own belief. The walk to the airport may seem odd to people, but I get there in 10-15min. JFK and La Guardia airports would do well to get a walking lane TOO! What’s 15min. or even 20min.?
In a Florida high school where everyone drives, I told my peers, “I had to carry a 30lbs dumbbell home.” Honestly, it may have been 25lbs. Anyway, I pushed the cart from the mall and traveled maybe 2-5 miles home. I can’t remember the mileage, but I couldn’t wait for my family to drop what they were doing just to drive me. It was a bit difficult, but, I was also trying something more difficult and more amazing. Three years later, I was a teen finalist in NABBA and I wasn’t even entirely focused on that one sport.
The woman who I saw walking down the hill from Mangalore airport only days ago, she inspired me. Just by walking. And, I’ll reuse this story in a few days from now to discuss veganism and exercise and anything I feel my mind needs to share with people who will hear me. The woman: She was walking amongst cars screeching around the corner feverishly trying to make departures, with NO sidewalk, nothing but peril and still more miles to go as there was nothing but space between civilization and that Mangalore airport. No joy, but no fear either written on her face. I took time to notice her impression, albeit, I could not tell you one piece of fabric she wore, but I know she was not unkept. When I felt fear for her and saw her lack of caution I knew ‘whatever has to get done was done that day, by her.’
As for me and my run, it was the best day in London so far. I found an apple tree…you know I took some apples, about nine. I took pictures on my run. I saw the biggest snail I ever saw, sadly that was after I mistakenly killed one. I put it off the road along with some of his/her buddies so they’d be safer. Goats! I saw three goats that seemed to belong to no one. Ok, don’t believe me. It’s the UK, you know. They belonged to no one. Also, I found an adapter to UK’s outlet and some veggies and other food I could actually afford. I would have missed half of this precious experience on a bus or in a car. And of course, I would not be more prepared for my fight at the end of this month when I return to the ring in the States.
Last night, when I was at the Heathrow’s airport (I know, I spend too much time near planes) I thought about how to convey to people how to problem solve and how fighters muster up courage and even win when things look bleak at first. Imagine playing an adventurous video game like Super Mario Bros or Metroid. After breaking the game, you buy another one and then after several more attempts and different tactics you finally beat a very difficult level. You eventually lose again of course. You were still in shock from the win. However, when you arrived at the difficult level again that has caused you pain and money you used the same exact tactic for the same exact level. Voila! You beat it with ease. Your mind then takes that victory and expands your strategic GAME plan to beat the future levels. Not with the same exact approach, but with an almost hybrid-approach to creating another winning solution.
Once you know that the harder levels are conquerable and even easier once mastered you’ll only want more challenges in life to expand your mental and physical capacity. You need nothing in your pocket, no vehicle, and no direction but your own. Build yourself.
Oooohhh…check out my cool pics from today (10/3/13...London)! J
|They did not want to play. One did act photogenic though.|
|Even in London with an exchange, it's cheaper than U.S.!|
Sunday, August 25, 2013
[Caution: This article is intended for those 17 and up as it contains content that may be unsuitable for youngins, but if you are an 8-year-old in the fight game, you done seen more than most, so just ask your Mommy and Daddy.]
|getting my amateur MMA license|
Tonight the smiles were grinning at me as I were running through a slew of congratulations, pats on the back, conversations about my maneuvers and laughter was high and repeated, and my opponent even thanked me for the match and asked me for help with stand-up. A couple dozen spectators in the bleachers, fighters on the card and promoters and officials on the floor they all heaped praise; that for a minute, I thought that I had actually won. Mofo fake illusionists. Architects of pure fantasy. It was all believable. Even my cornermen failed to instruct me I had lost once I exited the cage. Not a “next time, Champ! There are more fights out there.”
Had I not put these developments in black and white I might wake up wondering in the morning “Who stole my mofo trophy??” Nonetheless, I had been in the ring, I had been on the mat, I had lost here before. I know the script. The Champ is not so inundated with wins that I might embarrass myself reaching for my opponent’s trophy. I know the instinctive actions of one who lost. “Champ, pick your head up, congratulate your opponent’s cornermen, salute your opponent, exit the ring stage left, and for fighter’s sake leave the damn trophy.” This is how you lose.
My amazing lost, so believable I had not stopped smiling until I got home. Then, it truly set-in, I did great in MMA for a boxer. I’m in physical pain AND I lost. When you lose, you replay everything back what you could have done right. I hate this process. But, I know the importance of losing. Yes, there is such a thing. But, no one ever asks me what to do if I should lose. Everyone’s always asking how to win, and yeah, that’s how it should be. But, there’s a lesson in the roughest of all losses.
If a young fighter ever asked me how you should feel and what you should do: Shine. You came in the arena confident, you leave the arena confident. Everything everyone told you about your amazing loss, believe it. You were quite awesome. But, do yourself a favor, at that juncture of feeling awful after you lost ascend your fight game to victory: Train hard, eat right, study yourself, study your opponent, talk with your coach and team, revisit your lost, and make amends for the lack of experience, skill, talent, timing, strength and/or speed. But, even if you should have no W’s in your win column, answer to your name, “Champ”. You are of the tiniest minorities to go into that Lion’s Den. And never forget what I tell you, youngin’.
But, me, I’m not doing any of that shit. I’ll nurse these physical injuries and that’s about it. I got too many W’s and too few losses…I’m going to stop at “Shine”. And then, I’ll hop back in the ring, cage, wherever. But, you, shit, you got to work yourself through all the various stages and win, Champion. There are no shortcuts for those who haven’t learned the long way first or think like losers. For all practical and non-political purposes, fighter, you are the 1%. It takes a profound mental state to get in the ring or cage, otherwise, mofos would be doing it. But, young fighter, it will raise your confidence level more and more in everything that you do if applied properly. Oh, and please don’t ask me how I’m doing. Ask me, “How much are you shining today, Champ?” “Optimal. I’m still at optimal level”. [video soon to follow]
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Veg News article - Omowale Adewale steps outside the ring to fight for children, by teaching them the merits of healthful eating and boxing.
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My Next Fight
I am now training out of Gym X Boxing on Malcolm X Blvd.
May is a heavy month for me. My daily personal training sessions and boxing classes with young people don't stop while I continue to train hard for my upcoming fight in Long Island. Did I mention I'm going up from super middleweight to heavyweight.
What am I doing to increase my weight by 25lbs you say?
Lots of weight training. Hemp & chia seeds smoothies with almond or soy milk with assorted nuts seeds like cashews, pecans, sunflower seeds, etc. Avocados daily. Lots of water for the smooth processing towards the regeneration of my cells.
Boxing as Veg: Tao of Plant-Based Training tour
All presentations are interactive, fun and challenging. Be prepared!
Coming right off of that match, I have about a week to tighten up my presentation for the NOLA Veggie Fest. And then I am back and forth from US to Europe. I am expected to meet with folk in other countries (Italy and Barcelona) for promotions and tour & programming support.
What am I doing to maintain and keep my energy levels high?
I have an optimistic disposition even under fire. I will be eating bananas like nobody's business. And for more potassium because of my sensitivity to salt I aim to eat papayas as well. I don't want to get sick so I plan on eating fresh oranges, grapefruit, blackberries and blueberries. I will be juicing lemons, ginger and garlic. And I am stacking the Green Calvary! ....Chard! Spinach! Kale! Beet Greens! Collard Greens! Celery!