Schwarzbeined in St. Paul
There’s nothing like a series of five- and six-hour drives to give you time to think. On the way down to Ohio I emptied out my head, and on the way back I filled it up again. I think I know what I want to do with my blogs, but all you need to know is that posting will be later in the day from now on as I intend to aggregate less and write more.
[brief pause while I wait for my Alaskan commenter to stop whooping and hollering]
I had no such thought in my head when I left, and I certainly wasn’t lobbied by anyone to take this course of action while on the road. This decision is, in fact, a medical one. I’ve been on a modified Schwarzbein diet and vitamin regimen for a year now (only four months for the vitamins). To say that it has changed my life would be an understatement, but you can well imagine how I feel about sounding like some diet-of-the-month fanboy.
Like the book(s) say, Schwarzbein isn’t a diet, it’s a way of life. The results speak for themselves. I haven’t cut back on my eating, but since I started taking the vitamins I’ve lost four inches around my middle. No weight loss, the missing inches have been replaced by more muscle. I honestly feel as strong as I did back in my factory and farming days.
But losing weight hasn’t killed my appetite for aggregating. Eating the Schwarzbein way has radically smoothed out my bipolar cycles. I used to start the day with strong coffee and a bit of mania that fueled my aggregating ways. Now when confronted with significant news, I pause and reflect.
No, not the me I know either.
What happens next is whatever happens next, but I suspect you’ll be seeing less aggregating and more analysis, less rant and more judgment. I promise I’ll try to find time to insert some gratuitious profanities and the occasional inappropriate image.
Don’t worry about the attitude. As this picture Vick took last Friday night at The Winds suggests, I still have some devilishness left in me.
Oh, and I’ve only been doing Schwarzbein in a half-assed way. Now that I understand how it works, I’m feeling motivated to take the diet and vitamins more seriously. I don’t know about you, but I find it very easy to like a diet that tells me to eat more meat. And I’m missing bread a little less every day.
I’ve been following (more or less) a similar regime under the care of my acupuncturist for the last two years. Amazing how getting all the refined sugars out of my diet has changed my moodiness! Good luck and enjoy the peace in your head.
Fuck yeah..!
The vitamins and hydration I understand, but not so sure about the heavy protein part. I thought you blamed some of your previous weight gain on an over consumption of a type of Spanish sausage. That and I would worry about kidney issues with any heavy protein diet(Like Adkins), but maybe staying well hydrated will help that.
It’s not a diet, and the protein is balanced. By more protein I mean more than the half pound of beef I usually eat each day. I can eat as much as I like, but the trick is if you eat the right stuff, you’re not hungry as often. I can’t explain it all but you lose weight and feel healthier in the process. I talked to a doctor about it over dinner last week and it was hard not to notice that his family eats pretty much like Schwarzbein recommends.
I am a very skeptical person. My going gluten free was entirely serendipitous. I tried it for my psoriasis and then noticed what it had done for my joints. I was not expecting a reduction in joint inflammation so there’s no psych in this one. The vitamins were amazing. Then I read the book that explained why, and helped me to see how it all ties together.
No clue what you’re thinking about on the sausage except possibly a joke I made that you took literally. I’ve written about Vietnamese sausage, but only in a good way.
Make kefir, you belly-aching bee-atch
Well, not to get too excited prematurely nor just get on the train because it seems the thing to do… but definitely before further in with the converted pyrex and pints tonight my way and long before my “which ‘vitamin’ tonight” dilemmas kicks in I figured I would chirp up about reflection and pauses and welcome M back to his module. You know just because I can….not to confuse that with just because it is tolerated or something like that.
As it may or not be that M is rolling pens and penguins, that not only have flippers but fucking swim, around in his skull and some new ink may soon be on the wing (way cool, even more cool considering he has some skills in the mind/brain to pen department that are more than coherent BTW).
My two cents then: I think it is all good any which way it may roll considering the lines on the freeway do not completely blur sober until twenty five thousandths of a mile pass each second and they can blur to whirl at a fraction of this speed with distance as time does and can occur all things considered and time has yet to be truly defined only accepted.
Back to some point that is perhaps a peninsula within an island that is actually a continent of self delusion on my part…but, time is.
Feeling good is mind and certifiably not necessarily the same thing as nutrition yet this feeding and balance of the body is connected beyond more than simple chemistry and for lack of vocabulary on my part “lifestyle“. Puzzles through nutrition or simply extracurricular chemical experimentations are always wise and intuitive and also very real and should not to be ignored from my experience whatever your individual “machine” may require.
But back to what I was going to say… bring it on M you have something that shreds the links ( I will admit links are good to play with and make some points in aggregations that do and should be dropped from the bomb doors) and should.
But fuck the link!
Snap crackle and pop… the paradigm shift is going to get lost without thousands of writers in our real time here and now.
The entire literal human dimensions ( all 6 or 7 billion of us) in population on earth; every man women and child will fit into a mile by mile by mile cube and that is no shit! Do the math! Literally it will free your mind to the extent your body can only hope to keep up with.
So just who the fuck are we….what, why, who, and all the rest…as we do what we do not an individual excluded in that mile by mile by mile.?
I look forward to some reading and I hope the rest of your readers do as well.
p.s. rattle the bones you have the tools and I am on the chill with my comment rants other than the pauses and reflections and discussions from here on out. Vacations and vitamins are good! Hijack and be hijacked and the planet is still round. Columns, cunts and cocks…cheers, humanity is a motherfucker!
persimmons are tasty!