So, have you ever said you were going to do something and then lost the urge?
Yeah. Pretend that this first part is a scathing review of motivational posters and how they don’t really motivate. The best thing to come out of motivational posters is a format that the Internet can make fun of.
In other news on the Tony-Front, I’ve recently found something that really appeals to me, but I’ve been hesitant to talk about because I live in a farming community. It’s called the Paleo Lifestyle.
You may have heard of it: it’s received some coverage from the New York Times, there was a Nightline Special a few weeks ago (here’s a link so you can watch it), and basically everyone is calling it “the Caveman Diet”, which simultaneously sums it up and makes it something silly (like calling veganism “the bunny food diet” or whatever).
Basically, the point is this: we’ve been putting crap into our bodies ever since the Agricultural Revolution, and that’s not what we’re meant to be eating. It’s gotten exponentially worse in the last century with the invention of all the chemicals on the backs of labels that you can’t pronounce.
We aren’t meant to be eating that stuff, so it’s no surprise that America is getting crazy fat and dying from diabetes and driving everywhere on Rascal Scooters.
The Paleo Lifestyle is an attempt to get back to our roots. Whether you believe in Adam or Evolution, it’s something that everyone ought to be able to agree on: it’s only recently that we’ve started pounding high-fructose corn syrup and Big Macs, and so it’s only recently that diabetes and obesity have become the fastest growing causes of death in America.
The goal? Eat stuff without labels: vegetables and fruits that haven’t been treated with preservatives and shoved into cans for months, meat that doesn’t come between two buns and covered in ketchup, and fluids that aren’t 50% sugar.
It makes sense to me, and pretty much gets past my BS-o-meter.
So, I’ve been trying it out, and I like it so far. I’ve been avoiding grains (which is something that Paleo-ers really push, but I don’t really want to talk about since Ohio’s leading industry is agriculture and I don’t want my ENTIRE home town to hate me) and fast food, haven’t been drinking much pop, and I’m feeling good. I’ve been waiting for the weather to get nicer before I start exercising, and the Weather-App on my phone is telling me promises about the next few weeks…
This is it, guys. I don’t think I’ll ever be anything but a fuzzy, mustachioed man-mountain… but I can be a fuzzy, mustachioed man-mountain with SMALLER PANTS.