It Won’t Do You No Good
I have a horrible reaction to sodium. I have, since I was about twenty, ballooned when consuming too much for the day or just too much at one time. I don’t know if this is some medical issue or just my body’s quirky way of telling me I don’t need the salt, but since I can control this reaction by simply avoiding unnecessary sodium, I don’t mind not paying $650 to have someone tell me it’s a medical condition which can be controlled by not consuming salt. So, annoyed at not being able to wear my wedding rings, having sock indents around my calves, and feeling at times as though…
I’ve Got My Eye on the Prize
I mentioned in a recent post that I wanted to become more informed about nutrition. I didn’t want to simply follow whatever random information people were pushing. I wanted to know what we needed, why, and how to best obtain those things. I mentioned looking into classes and books, and I finally settled on Nutrition: Concepts and Controversies by Frances Sizer, Ellie Whitney. There is a newer version available (January 1, 2019) but it’s twice the price, though it doubtfully offers twice the information or any groundbreaking difference in nutritional facts. The second book I’ll be reading is Nutrition: An Applied Approach by Janice J. Thompson, Melinda Manore. I can only…
This Racing, This Running
Recently I’ve developed an interest in running. We don’t have room for a treadmill here, and there are wolves where we live, so jogging down the road isn’t something I’m comfortable doing. Although there is a devoted runner here I see passing by almost every day. He carries a stick. Now, a stick is better than no stick, but if I were to put you in a room with a wolf, and only give you a stick to defend yourself with, I’m guessing you wouldn’t be pleased with me. So, if that stick is to ward off attacking mountain lions, which are also in the area, or wolves, bears, coyotes,…
So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish
The closest thing I made resembling a resolution this year was deciding to become more informed about nutrition. I didn’t make promises to myself to run a marathon, drink more water, consume less sodium, or eat more greens. Those are my life norms, sans marathon, not promises for later or something I can fail at doing, because it has become simply what is done. Like a dolphin telling you, “Hey, man, this year I’m gonna swim every day,” to which you should be saying, “Well, yeah. I mean, that’s what you’ve been doing all along, right? Also, you’re a dolphin, so you shouldn’t really be talking to me. Spoilers.” Sometime…
A Chocolate Eclair About as Big as Your Head
At the beginning of this year, after spending nearly all of 2017 immobilized, I tore off my cumbrous fracture boot, went back to normal footwear, and vowed to kick off our plan to eat healthier and workout more, which had been delayed because my body broke mid-March of last year. My foot was still damaged, but when I put the boot on one morning and saw a spider scurry across the top of my foot, that was the end of that. I am not scared of spiders, but that doesn’t mean I enjoy them crawling on me. After months of wearing a boot that completely restricts foot and ankle movements, I…
