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Year Two, Day 215: Cleansing Pho, Healing Music and saying NO to Sugar!

A bowl of steamy Pho at An Lac, one of my new favorite Pho restaurants!   




I am really going to have to resist the pull of recital food. I came home after a rehearsal, a cello recital (which I accompanied on piano) and my student piano recital and literally passed out!

I am noticed a negative reaction to sugar.  Amazingly I have only gained a pound over the last week of recital food binging.

I think in my mind, I replace meals with appetizers.

Other than my food hangover this morning, I feel good.

Last night was magical.  I spent two hours in rehearsal with some adorable cello students.  I am friends with the instructor. We have worked together as teachers and performers for many years.  I hadn't accompanied one of his cello student recital for a year or two, so it was such a treat to come back and see how some of them have grown, in size and musicality!  After rehearsal, they gave their recital. 

Then I had a little break. I needed comfort food, so I ran to the store and bought my favorite comfort in a bag: a small bag of Classic Lay's Potato Chips.

Don't judge me! It really picked me up.

O.K. Judge me. I have been doing this too much!  As soon as recital season is over, to the gym I shall go!

My piano recital student was the best ever. I say this each time. And I've been doing this for about 18 years.  But they all seemed so happy to be on stage, and played beautifully. Afterwards we had much RECITAL FOOD! OMG, my students bring the best treats!

I had a bagful of cookies afterwards. I gave it to some homeless people I met at the bus stop.

As I sat on stage with each of my students, I said a silent "thank you!" to my heavenly Father for allowing me to be a part of this.  I need to always remember this feeling.

Tomorrow night I will be playing another concert with the Francis Street Singers, an adult community choir I accompany.  I am sure it will be just as magical.

The key for me, is to breathe in deeply before I perform. It clicks me into the present moment. Which is really the only way to fully enjoy a musical performance, whether you are performing or listening!
Then I just ride the wave of music...speaking in the language of music.  It is like surfing or walking a tight rope. Best not to look down, because you lose your focus. Just ride that wave, or walk the rope. To the very end. 

This morning, my son and I went to breakfast at "An Lac" one of my new Pho restuarants. It is located in the Fred Meyer's on Foster and SE 82nd. Deep, rich, succulant broth.  Everything was fresh and flavorful. Very sweet efficient server.  And it is conveniently located.

Plus, I got to hang out with my man child. Whom I have not seen much lately.

Life is good. I am tired, but happy. The Pho was just the ticket for my sugared up blood system.

Happy Monday to you!

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