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It still blows my mind how well I am running. I am a
sporadic pretty much non-runner due to a fractured back 14 years ago. The pain
is gone now, thanks to food and healing. When stress from Ryan’s layoff hit me
last fall, I ran, and it was amazing how easy it was. Surely, I thought, it was
adrenalin from the stress. Then I ran again a few months later just because. It
was easy again. I was so confused. Before the back fracture, at age 29, I could
run 10 miles and bench press 120 pounds. The running was drudgery, but I could
do it. I am no slouch now, but not nearly as “fit” as I was then. So why the heck
was I running so well??? Better at almost 44 than when I was 29, taking on
sizeable hills in North Carolina instead of the flatlands in Florida.
Finally I got a copy of Christopher McDougall’s Born
to Run. It turns out that I have naturally been doing things right. I eat
right (no processed foods and lots of good fat and healing foods among other
things). I was doing 100 squats and 100 lunges during my unchallenging walks to
spice them up. As an added bonus, I was too broke to buy new walking/running
shoes. It turns out that the flatter and more blown out the shoes the better
according to McDougall. What a score!
The past few weeks I have been running once a week (usually
on Sunday) just to see if I can hit an off week. There have been no off weeks. Today
was phenomenal. Now I am wondering what kind of mileage I really can do. I have
no expectations and my wonder and puzzlement remain because I am violating
every understanding I have of running. I am much older, I don’t run regularly, the
terrain is tougher and I am running better than ever. What do I do with that?! Next
week I will plot a five mile run and see what happens.
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Mark Morford of the San Francisco Chronicle has become my
favorite writer. His ability to say it strongly, clearly and colorfully is
unmatched. I am glad someone is out there shouting it at the rooftops and is
not worried about being PC. Here is the link to Mark’s column How
Many Companies Want You Dead?, and here it is in full:
Oh,
don't even pretend to be shocked. You know it's true. You know there are simply
a huge number of big, sweaty major corporations out there in big, sweaty
capitalismland who claim to be in the business of feeding and caring for
the human body, but who actually care about as much for your general health and
well-being as a Republican cares for his meth dealer's lesbian daughter's
organic free-range Vermont wedding.
Deny it at your peril: It is just sinisterly evident that
many corporations -- seemingly far more in quantity and scale than we like to
imagine -- would very much like to see you, well, if not completely dead, then
surely to suffer, wallow, shake and wobble for as long as you shall barely
live.
Why? Because, silly, no matter how you slice it and what
sort of optimistic green/organic/progressive wool you like to draw over your
eyes, the truth remains: Disease and sickness, obesity and mal-education are
still where the real money is. It's just the American way.
Is that too malicious? Too ugly? I'm not so sure. You
have but to ponder: Who wants a healthy and calmly educated populace? Who wants
people attuned and wise, spiritually secure and inwardly stable? Not the
Coca-Cola Corporation. Not Exxon. Not the life insurance industry or Big
Tobacco or Big Pharma. Not the Catholic Church. Not Yum! Brands, Pfizer, big
agribiz and industrial farms, McDonald's, Kraft Foods, or your local school lunch program. Not most of Congress. Not Fox News or
reality TV or the bleating clown car that is the Tea Party. Not fundamentalist
Christianity, Mormonism or about 89 percent of Texas.
After all, the smarter and healthier you get, the more
you are self-defined, attuned to wisdom and spirit, the less power and
influence they have over your life, and the less they can sell you swill and
poison, false hope and a sour idea of a bitter, vengeful little God concocted
by surly white men in a dank Roman basement sometime around 300 AD.
Let us examine one little example. It comes in the form
of a nasty news tidbit that hit my in-box recently, courtesy of a thoughtful
and rather horrified reader, in the wake of the greasy fallout over KFC's
famously vile Double Down meat abomination thing.
It's a story that reveals a rather unexpected, but not
entirely shocking little factoid: It turns out the health and life insurance
industries are just hugely invested in the success of the world's fast food
companies.
How hugely? According to the study, in 2009 the big
health insurance companies owned upwards of $2 billion in stock in the biggest garbage food purveyors in
the land. That's a lot of high fructose corn syrup, guar gum, ethoxylated
monoglycerides, hormones, antibiotics, pesticides and buckets of greasy,
synthetically flavored slop, happily sanctioned and supported by the very
companies you would think very much want you to shun those poisons like the
pope shuns Ireland.
You may then rightly ask: What the hell are they up to? What
sort of nefarious forces are at play? At first glance, maybe you can excuse it
as pure capitalism at work. Large corporations often invest in other large
corporations, seeking any means to making as much money as possible; principles
don't usually factor into it.
In fact, as the nation just witnessed, it is inherently
forbidden for ethics to come anywhere within a 100-mile radius of Wall Street.
You want to round out your portfolio? Are you seeking some good cash flow and
(relative) long-term stability in the market? Invest in the classic
cornerstones of capitalism: oil, sweatshops, junk food, pharmaceuticals,
weapons manufacturers, industrial slaughterhouses, coal mining and so on, and
tell your soul to shut the hell up. Daddy needs a new speedboat and some
bullets for the apocalypse.
But that's only part of the picture. It takes no effort
at all to peel back one more layer and say that the health insurance industry
obviously has a vested interest in keeping you fat and sick and ever at their
mercy. After all, they're just hedging their bets.
Much like Big Tobacco's brilliant collusion with Big
Pharma, both cheerfully feeding you a slew of lies and misinfo about smoking's
terrible addictiveness on the one hand, while turning right around and
convincing you of the need for expensive drugs and patches, rehabs and gums on
the other in a vicious cycle of shame, victimhood and failed willpower, so do
the health and junk food companies work together to make each other mountains
of cash, with you as the dumbass hub.
Put it this way: The more successful McDonald's is, the
sicker the nation gets, the higher your insurance premiums will skyrocket, the
more drugs you will demand, the less willpower you will have, the more you will
crave toxic garbage "comfort food," the more you will believe you're
a victim, the less control you will have over the your body and your life, the
happier these companies will be. And lo, the circle of life continues. Until
your heart collapses.
Do not misunderstand. I am not saying these corporations
are intentionally, murderously malevolent. I am stopping just short of implying
a scenario where despicable corporate meatheads sit around bland boardrooms
concocting ways to literally poison and kill you. Well, not entirely, anyway.
Because the truth is, you're just not that important.
Your health and well-being are entirely incidental to the larger goal -- which
is, of course, making a s--load of money. If these companies think of you at
all, it's simply as a means to that end. You're just a bulbous ATM to them. You
are, as always, entirely expendable.
Is there any good news? A little. As Michael Pollan
pointed out, as flawed as the health care reform package is, come 2014, we will
still see a dramatic shift, as heathcos will no longer be able to turn you down
for coverage or charge higher rates for pre-existing conditions. This means
they will have a far greater vested interest in keeping you healthy by eating
better and living a tiny bit smarter.
Of course, it's still for the most part just a thin,
ruthless charade. The fact remains: They're all still for-profit industries.
Much like how KFC -- and its vile parent company, Yum! Brands -- showed that it
could give a dead, hormone-engorged chicken about ethics, corporate
responsibility or anyone's overall health, the instant that many of these
companies sense any new path toward profit, they won't hesitate to glom onto
it.
Does that path just so happen to involve poisoning your
blood, crushing your coronary artery, or running right over you in the street?
Well gosh. Too bad for you.
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Twenty-one days ago Colson went to a chicken pox party,
where he touched the girl’s sores, put his fingers in his mouth, shared a
sucker and water with her and just plain hung out. It was our fourth attempt to
give him the pox. There is a 10 to 21 day incubation window, and we are at day
21 with no pox. Next we will check his titers via a blood test to see if he is immune.
Could he have contracted them and we didn’t even know it?
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The food was good (see Recipes
section):
Hope’s Baked Oatmeal (aka Grandpa Oatmeal) and hard
boiled eggs for breakfast
Applegate Farms turkey or salami with raw cheddar cheese
sandwiches and veggies for lunch
Chicken soup with bone broth, free-range beef hamburgers
(no buns) and organic chicken hotdogs for dinners with lots of veggies
Oranges, apples, bananas, peanuts, homemade chocolate
pudding sweetened with raw honey and super special organic dark and milk
chocolates for snacks
Overall it was pretty darn healthy for camping food. So
what happened?
As far as I can tell, I wasn’t getting enough fat over
the camping trip. The baked oatmeal had hardly any fat. In contrast, I normally
start my day with 2/3 cup of whole raw kefir (see Kefir
Video and Kefir
Tips), a raw egg yolk and 2 TBS coconut oil in a smoothie (see Recipes).
On this camping trip I clearly started each day with a fat deficit. The
burgers, soup, hotdogs and turkey were all lean. I didn’t eat much cheese. My
energy was a bit lower too.
On the way home we were all craving some fat, so we stopped
at the grocery store and bought the ever so yummy Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. That
seemed to do the trick. By the time we got home I didn’t feel like cooking, so
we ordered an excellent pizza from a local restaurant. I scarfed down two
pieces, and a little while later was nauseous. Given how I have eaten for
almost two years, apparently pizza and ice cream on the same day is a bad idea.
By the end of the night, I needed some ginger for the nausea, so I thought I
would try the ginger beer that Ryan bought two weeks ago due to his nausea. It
turns he is one of the rare people who suffers vertigo from the headphones that
he purchased for work and he almost passed out. He didn’t know the headphones
could do that and was trying to treat the nausea as quickly as he could while
at work, so he bought the ginger beer.
Back to my story. I grabbed the ginger beer, guzzled it
down (that was my first pop in more than five years) and felt better. Twenty
minutes later, my heart starts to flutter. It flutters into the night. It is
the most uncomfortable feeling!! Finally, around midnight, it settles down. Ryan
says he thinks I overloaded on sugar, as sugar is NEVER a part of our diet at
home and we avoid it like crazy when we are out.
Next day we are off to Colson’s friend’s birthday.
Quickly forgetting the lessons of the previous day, I eat a piece of birthday
cake. It was a Whole Foods cake, the most delicious cake, so how could I
refuse?? Within a half hour the heart flutters are back! Crap! I wasn’t worried
this time, as I knew it was the sugar. Colson had better sense than I and he ate
only half of his, as he remembered that he was super sick from his Whole Foods
birthday cake a couple of weeks ago.
I go for a run in the late afternoon to burn the sugar out,
and by dinner the heart is calmed down. I begin cutting up six varieties of raw
cheese that I purchased through a co-op to prepare them for freezer storage. We
rarely drink wine (three or four times a year now), but Ryan had purchased some
for camping. Wine and cheese go together, right? Ryan pours the wine and we had
a great wine and cheese party! Until the flutters come back, stronger than
ever. Wine has sugar.
I have been one of the healthiest eaters in America for almost
two years, and sugar thrashes me in two days! Amazing. Fortunately, I will
rebound quickly. The flutters are gone this morning. It is Ryan’s birthday
today and he has declared it a dessert-free day for my sake. Not that I needed
him to after my experiences.
Dr. Oz wrote a great article on sugar, and this line
sticks with me: “Sugar in your blood is like shards of glass scraping the inner
lining of your arteries” (see Weekly
Eye Opener – Sugar Conspiracy for more of Dr. Oz’s article). Fortunately, I
know how to eat to heal and can quickly move past these last two days. As my always
positive doc would say “your body gave you great feedback!” The most amazing idea
is that I used to eat much worse every day for 40 years than I have in these
last two days, and my body was so polluted and weakened that it couldn’t give
me feedback. How much damage did I do? No idea.
I will always be thankful for my health and that the human
body is so forgiving!
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I first learned about glutathione reading Dr. Hyman’s
Ultra Mind Solution, and then the power of bone broth really crystallized for
me: Broth
– Cysteine and Glutathione: Pure, Potent Healing Power. For those who want
to know more, Dr. Hyman has posted a great article here: Glutathione: The Mother of All Antioxidants. Be sure to
read my post, though, as Dr. Hyman doesn’t discuss broth.
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The GAPS Diet (Gut
and Psychology Syndrome Diet) can cure or help to cure so much more than the allergies,
asthma, eczema and autism spectrum disorders on which it focuses. It has helped
my father improve his severely high diabetes scores to the point where they are
normal in only three weeks, and it has helped me out of premenopause. The array
of health benefits is staggering.
Dr. Tom Cowan, MD, has written an amazing article
regarding natural ways to cure cancer, with the GAPS Diet being an important
part of the cure. Here is Dr. Cowan’s article:
Here
are the first two paragraphs to get you thinking. The part which struck
me was the reference to grain, which my family shuns because we closely follow
GAPS:
The Disease of Civilization
Let’s begin with a definition of cancer. Cancer is the
situation that occurs when a certain type of cell out of the many different
types of cells in our body—such as blood cells, pancreas cells, brain cells,
liver cells, connective tissue cells—decides to grow in an uncontrolled way, in
an excessive way, and at the expense of all the other types of cells in the
body.
If you had one word or brief phrase to answer the
question, “What causes cancer?” what might it be? You might respond with
“emotions,” “toxins,” “fungus,” “stress,” or “bad terrain of the body.” Those
are all great answers. But they are not my answer. In my twenty-five years of
being a doctor and thinking about food and cancer and health issues for pretty
much every day of those twenty-five years, I can say—and I don’t wish to say
this in an arrogant way—that I have no doubt in my mind that I know what causes
cancer. I have come to the conclusion that I have this one right. My answer in
one word is “civilization.”
THE BANE OF CIVILIZATION
I’m not the first person to think this way. That is
actually the title of one of my favorite books, a book by Vilhjalmur Stefansson
called Cancer: Disease of
Civilization? (1960). The idea started some time before Stefansson
in a lecture given at a Paris medical society in 1842 by Stanislas Tanchou, a
physician and one of Napoleon’s surgeons. At that time France was a primary
center of science and medicine in the world. You have to remember where we were
in the world at that time: it was the era of scientific discovery and manifest
destiny; white people were going to conquer and civilize the world and make it
safe for Christianity. Against this political backdrop Tanchou in his lecture
claimed he could predict the exact incidence of cancer in all the major
European cities over the next fifty years, and
it was all dependent on the percentage of grain in their diets.
Tanchou’s numbers were all recorded and in time they came
exactly true—a certain cancer percentage for Berlin, a certain percentage for
Munich, and so on. The cancer incidence
all depended on the amount of cereal grains in the diet. This set off a
huge furor around the world since the great mission of the age was to civilize
every inch of the globe. Here was somebody in a center of civilization who
declared that these people who don’t eat grains, who have the more indigenous
hunter-gatherer diet, never get cancer.
This provocative idea motivated many thinkers between
1842 to about 1950, as archeologists, anthropologists, medical doctors,
missionaries and explorers took up the challenge of answering the question.
Whether he knew it or not, Weston Price’s research came as a result of
Tanchou’s fundamental question. Price focused on dental health as a kind of
proxy to the question, “Is it true that cancer is a disease of civilization?”
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This is a great article by Dr. David Katz: Do
We Need A 'Fattitude Adjustment?' It encompasses what I have been telling
family and friends for a couple of years. Obesity is not your fault, and you
should never blame yourself. It is caused by a processed food industry that has
purposefully created highly addictive, illness-causing foods at low cost. You
can learn more about this from Dr. David Kessler’s book The End to Overeating.
Dr. Kessler was the head of the Food and Drug Administration. Combine addictive
foods with all of the medications, stress and health problems that plague almost
everyone, and your body is completely out of balance. It is so out of balance
that a colony of bad critters that thrives in each person’s gut is demanding
that they be fed the addictive foods. The addictive foods aren’t nourishing,
and the body craves more foods in its effort to find nutrients. It is a
viscous, no win cycle that is killing too many people. It really isn’t your
fault.
That said, with knowledge, you can act to break free from
the cycle and regain your health. The bottom line is to stop buying processed
food and cook your own food. The most important thing I tell my family and
friends to add to their diets is bone broth. You can learn how to cook it here:
Recipes.
It is the best chicken soup or beef vegetable soup I ever ate. It has helped me
greatly curb food cravings, rebuild my prematurely weakened bones (osteopenia
diagnosis verging on osteroporsis at age 30), regain energy, eat less, reduce
inflammation and more. If you want to learn more about the foods that have
brought my family great health (Ryan’s ADD now banished, Colson’s seasonal allergies
exponentially reduced and mine banished, my premenopause banished, and more) and
actually banished our food cravings, then please peruse my blog.
Keep in mind, however, that the real, unprocessed foods
that have brought my family to vibrant health are not approved by a dietician
or a nutritionist and you should not institute any of my family’s eating habits.
Now for Dr. Katz’s article:
In my public speaking, I routinely note that obesity
remains the last bastion of socially acceptable prejudice in our society. I
keep waiting for the statement to become obsolete, but it hasn't happened yet.
The very definition of "obesity" in children --
a body mass index at or above the 95th percentile, adjusted for age and sex --
is willfully exclusive, rather than inclusive because we prefer to leave many
overweight children out for fear of stigmatization
The official definition places the national prevalence of
childhood obesity at around 20 percent. Look around, and ask yourself if you
believe it. I don't. I believe it is much higher.
None have done a better job of cultivating awareness of
fat bias than my friends and colleagues at Yale University's Rudd Center for
Food Policy and Obesity. This is important work, for we have long placed blamed
on victims of epidemic obesity themselves, attacking people with the problem as
assiduously, if not more so, than we have attacked the problem itself.
Some of you are doubtless already starting to get dubious
about where this column is going, thinking that fatness is a tale of laziness
and sloth, that staying lean is simply a matter of personal responsibility.
Lest I lose your interest, let's address that now.
If you are among those who think this is all a tale of
will power, self control, or personal responsibility, consider that we have
rampant obesity among children under age 10, and ask yourself this: is there
any evidence to indicate that the current generation of children-under-10 has
somehow been endowed with less 'will power' or 'personal responsibility' than
every prior generation of under-10-year-olds? Is it even plausible? Are we
manufacturing seven-year-olds from some new mold?
If not, simply extend the thinking to adults who are, as
well, much the same as Homo sapiens ever were. It is the modern environment
that is as it never was before. It is powerfully obesigenic. Throughout most of
human history, calories were relatively scarce and hard to get, and physical
activity unavoidable. We have devised a modern environment in which physical
activity is scarce and hard to get, and calories are unavoidable.
That assessment, by the way, does not exonerate us of
personal responsibility. At the end of the day, how we use our feet and our
forks is up to each of us -- and it is up to us to guide our children to
salutary use of these master levers of both weight and health as well. But the
environment that dictates our options for their use, and that lays before us
the paths of least and greater resistance is not of our own devising. To take
responsibility, we must be empowered, and the modern environment is mightily
disempowering where weight control is concerned.
In most modern buildings, elevators are far more
attractive and easier to find than stairs. The message that sends about
societal norms and expectations is unmistakable. My wife and I once went for a
walk in Houston (one of America's fatter cities, by the way; Houston, indeed,
we have a problem!) and got looks from drivers as if we were extraterrestrials.
No one walks in Houston! Even our neighborhood in suburban Connecticut lacks
sidewalks.
The food supply is even more disempowering. A dizzying
array of claims, often misleading at best, undermine the best intentions of
even the most health conscious shoppers. Fat reduced, salt reduced, sugar
reduced products are not necessarily better for you, because as that one
nutrient is adjusted favorably, several others may be adjusted unfavorably.
This is common practice, but the package is mum on the topic. Will power cannot
help with this; it requires skill power most people don't have.
All of this can, and will, be fixed. It is what I and
many others have devoted our careers to. But, don't hold your breath.
In the interim, our attitudes about fatness -- our
"fattitudes," if a neologism will do -- are not just problematic.
They are between the proverbial rock and hard place.
While I rail routinely against fat bias, I cannot sign up
with the "OK at any size" crowd. The anti-bias goals of organizations
like the National Association to Advance Fat Acceptance are laudable, but the
connotations in their entirety are not. Because we cannot and should not simply
"accept" fat.
This is not a sudden about-face on my part. It's not
hypocrisy. We must stop attacking people burdened by the problem of obesity.
But we must NOT stop attacking the problem of obesity. Or, to use gentler
terminology, we must not stop acknowledging obesity is a problem, even as we
strive to stop blaming people for having the problem.
Why so adamant? Because obesity is, among other things,
the reason why what I learned in medical school to call "adult onset"
diabetes is now called "type 2." What was, less than a generation
ago, a chronic disease of mid-life, is now a pediatric scourge. Epidemic
obesity is the reason why a 17-year-old boy in Missouri had a triple coronary
bypass. It is the reason we will see more of the same, and worse should current
trends persist. And that, simply, is unacceptable; current trends cannot
persist.
Fat bias is wrong. So is complacency about a societal
plague that is propelling our children toward the chronic diseases of mid-life
before ever they reach puberty. Between this rock and that hard place, we must
find our way forward.
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Eight days ago Colson went to a chicken pox party – our fourth
one! Hopefully he gets them this time. If not, I am going to get his titers
checked…maybe he has had them and not expressed the symptoms?
Yesterday was the day with the most pollen in the air of
any time in history. It was everywhere and we were outside much of the day.
Colson sneezed and blew and sneezed. It was the worst day I think he ever had. The
pollen was just unbelievable.
This morning Colson woke with swollen eyes and a lump in
his throat (which went away in about two hours). The swollen eyes I know to
attribute to allergies, but the lumpy throat? Is it chicken pox or is it
allergies? It is the only pox-like symptom he has, and while it is a bit early
to be getting it, he is within the window. Talk about a frustrating confluence
of events!
We missed our Spanish class and park day today, but that's
fine because we had an awesome day of homeschooling, and Colson needed to be indoors,
not getting coated by yellow pollen. His sneezy, runny nose is much better
today.
What to do? Colson is back on GAPS to fight his allergies.
Ryan and I went back on GAPS a couple of months ago. I think that boost has helped
me be unaffected by all of pollen, where I normally would be a volcanic mess.
Now we just wait and see.
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