Okay – So I’m one of those people who find IF just silly easy. It fits my life. It fits my lifestyle. And it has certainly helped both with how much I eat each day as well as (I believe) stabilizing my blood sugars. I generally have tons of energy, but it seems like I’m just not losing much weight.
So, I’m beginning to wonder if IF is maybe actually kind of counter productive while I still have a massively broken metabolism. And I plainly do (unfortunately) still have a massively broken metabolism.
Enter Dr. Kruse (many thanks to my friends over at the MDA forum for introducing me to Jack’s blog).
[Cholesterol’s] jobs, which are many, include insulating neurons, building and maintaining cellular walls, metabolizing fat soluble vitamins, producing bile, and kick-starting the body’s synthesis of many hormones, including the sex hormones. Cool stuff actually.
– Mark Sisson
I should probably have entitled this “Why I will never take a statin drug . . . again”
Yes, I once took one of these barbaric monstrosities that passes itself as legitimate medicine. It was part of my regimen of pills after I was first diagnosed as diabetic. Even though my cholesterol at the time was in the range that conventional wisdom tells us is *optimal* I was considered to be at risk of developing high cholesterol because I was an overweight diabetic with high blood pressure.
I guess it’s like icing and cake. They just automatically go together.
Well, that was six years ago and my cholesterol is still in what is considered the *normal* healthy range (if not optimal) despite the fact that I only took the recommended statins for about 4 months. I won’t bore you with stories about the number of doctors who have attempted to prescribe them for me since then.
But I will explain why I refuse to take them.
“If you can’t explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough” -Albert Einstein
I am very fortunate in that I am employed in a natural foods store run by (mostly) open minded people. People who are into the community in a very real way, providing a retail venue for local farmers to sell their products right here in town year round. I have access to fresh, local produce; grass fed/finished beef; and a host of other goodies (organic Coconut Oil anyone?) that would otherwise be hard to obtain in these parts.
(The phone conversation between Harvey Keitel and Susan Sarandon’s characters in Thelma and Louise describes where I live perfectly).
…..“You sound like you’re in the middle of nowhere.”
…..“Nope. But you can see it from here.”
But perhaps the thing I like best about my new job (right after the fact that I’m allowed to wear my Vibram 5-fingers to work) is that the people I work with have not only heard of the paleo/primal way of eating, but accept it as a viable choice.
So today we’re setting some of the shelves and one of the vendors who is down helping us to get the store ready to open brought in subs for everybody. I knew they were there, but I kept working. (Yeah, I could have taken off the bread and feasted on the meat and salad within, but I couldn’t un-mayonnaise them, so I didn’t bother. Even though it was after 1pm, I wasn’t really hungry yet).
After a few minutes, however, our visiting vendor noticed that I hadn’t joined everyone else and came back to tell me about the subs, in case I didn’t know.
I felt like I was on autopilot as I opened my mouth to rattle off an explanation that at this point is starting to feel rehearsed. But instead, I bit off what I was going to say and started over.
“Caveman,” was all I said, smiling and lifting the next shelf to put in place.
He nodded, lifted one hand in that universal *say no more* gesture and left me to my work.
I was actually pleasantly surprised and even a little elated to – for once – not have to engage in the verbal acrobatics that are usually required to explain my WoE.
In fact, it is fair certain I would be completely lost without her. She encourages me when I’m down. Or yells at me if I insist on staying down for too long.
She is patient with my less than rational moments. And tells me just what a tailpipe I’m being if I let that irrationality get the better of me.
She’s a great mom – patiently teaching me to be a great dad.
She is fiercely loyal, and loves me though she’s seen me at my worst. I begin where she ends and she picks up where I leave off. And it amazes me, considering all our relationship has weathered over the past two decades, that our love is deeper and our relationship is stronger than anything I ever could have imagined.
I still don’t know why she chose me. I don’t know why she loves me. But I’m glad she did. And does.
Happy Valentine’s Day, T . . . and to all you dudes out there who maybe *don’t celebrate Valentine’s day because it’s a made-up Hallmark holiday* – you are IMO really passing up an amazing opportunity (and, frankly, missing the point – after all, you’re not celebrating Saint Valentine – you’re celebrating her) . . .
So, yeah, we open on Tuesday, March 1st, Spotsylvania County’s first (and currently only) natural grocery store, and I am well excited to be a part of it and to be getting in on the ground floor with people who are really into their community.
I just finished the above piece for a local quarterly advertising guide.
Now we just have to successfully get through the next three weeks.
The f@ bastard is dead! Long live the f@ bastard!
Today was the last day of the diabetes experiment post in which for two weeks I tried to eat Paleo/Primal and got in what exercise I could around my work schedule. My fasting blood work at the beginning of the experiment was 264. On day 14 it was 133.
Today I went to my see my endocrinologist and she agreed that I could go off my diabetes meds – and if in 6 weeks my numbers are still normal and my A1C has dropped below 8 (it was 9.3 today down from 10.4) that I can stay off my diabetes meds.
So the experiment is over.
But my paleo/primal life has just begun.
Now I just need to up my game a bit and start getting in some regular exercise.
I post my most recent weights and measures the first week of every month. My starting stats can be found at the bottom of my f@ camp page for anyone who doesn’t want to do the maths.
Weight: 299 lbs (down 31 lbs)
Belly: 52″ (down 6″)
Chest: 52″ (unchanged)
Neck: 20″ (unchanged)
Biceps: 17″ (up 1″)
Thigh: 25″ (down 1″)