Bacon, Eggs and Yin Yoga….going native in a wierd world

Well hello again dear reader. There’s been a few changes around here. You know I’m not one for prolific posts (I have a life to lead away from the screen!) but I thought you should know what’s been going down around my particle of universe…check it out….

I am wearing my shades at night and not in the sun. I have switched from becoming almost vegan to eating meat every day and Yin yoga is stretching the parts of me that no other medication could ever reach. Oh and my biceps are bigger than they’ve ever been in my life.
What the hell is going on?

Well, in a nut shell I’ve gone native. I’m living as a hunter gatherer in the 21st Century, er, you know…hunting in Waitrose and going barefoot in the garden lots….well, it’s a start. I tell you what though; my energy has gone through the roof and for a while there I thought I was never going to shift the ME/CFS label thing out of my system but guess what folks, it seems the yolks have it and bacon has never tasted so virtuous.

If you want to know more than skip along to http://www.marksdailyapple.com (when you’ve finished reading this post and pressed the follow button of course) and learn a bit about how our bodies are designed to eat animal protein and being a vegetarian might just be wearing you out, never mind the veganism….yawn…

It’s ok if you’ve never experienced meat power in your muscles, but being brought up on meat and then going veggie years later, I never did recover that sense of sheer joy at feeling the full range of oomph in my muscles that they were surely designed for. Now you have to buy ethically of course as it’s grass-fed meat and organic produce we’re after here because like every veggie we care about the animals but I’m sorry, if you eat cheese and milk you are inevitably part of the industrial food chain and the best you can do is to give yourself the proper nourishment so you can really go out there and make some changes.

I tell you, this is all a major turn around for me. not more than a few months back I was proudly announcing how close to a vegan ideal I was getting in my meals; farting and sporting a gassed up bloated bean belly, at least I felt ethically superior. It did nothing for my energy however, and day after day of lagging on the sofa waiting for that magic few hours of pick up was starting to take its toll. I started on the St Johns wort as I just couldn’t find my inner sunshine anymore.

Fast forward a few weeks and a month in to my new diet of meat, fish, fowl, eggs, nuts, salad leaves, vegetables and lots of cold water (with cacao and other treats interspersed) I am just about to launch my yoga business and start my first group classes. I’m already expanding my range of activities to hauling rocks, gardening with a spade, carrying my nearly three year-old into town on my back (with shopping sometimes)…well it doesn’t take a genius to figure what my body has been lacking.

The other day when eating freshly fried bacon in butter (yeah!) I was thinking how every food is trying to emulate this basically supremely satisfying blend of protein and fat and salt. Oh boy. But you do need to realize on thing. This is a food choice pathway that leaves bread by the wayside. The complex carb boat is sunk. No more rice, spelt, wheat, rye, anything containing gluten and also no beans. Mung bean no more. Chick pea forget. No. This diet is only for those with the mind of determination and the will to survive.
After two years stuck on the sofa, I can’t look back now. I’d rather have muscle power than bean farts any day, anyway.

As for the shades…well that’s a whole ‘nother story….ha!

Go Go PALEO!

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