Ok, I’ve been called eccentric, I know, which is probably the kindest way some of my friends and relatives describe me, but to date I don’t think I’ve ever been called full on crazy. Am sure that is about to change…
The last six months have been life altering with my father’s health challenges and mostly my son’s (testicular cancer). So that accounts, no doubt in part, for my lack of blogging and my impending craziness.
Am hoping to remedy at least the blogging part.
I’m working on a new novel these days with a more commercial bent–a sort of prophetic dream plot (and how dreams inform creativity and innovation). Right now, I’m in the research phase of writing which is my favorite part. So I am considering a dream diary along with a diary about my new diet experiment:
I’ve been eating primarily ketogenic with the occasional cheat day for some time now and feeling well–better. But now I have sort of accidentally (then purposely) transitioned into a carnivore diet–so far, I eat steak, hamburger, eggs, cheese, heavy cream, other protein sources like sardines and oysters and salmon and a bit of chicken (wings or roast chicken–an inferior protein source), and I plan to try to eat beef liver twice weekly worked into a beef meatloaf situation (I hate beef liver), in order to improve micronutrients. (Lots written about missing nutrients — or are they really — and the carnivore diet). My plan isn’t to convince anyone of this diet strategy, but just to take note of how it affects my personal health (I have a physical coming up in Nov. which will coincide with a month on just carnivore). I intermittently fast, so I have about a six hour eating window and I occasionally do a 24-hour fast.
So far, I’ve eaten this way approximately three days and though it hasn’t yet helped my nagging sinus headaches much, my stomach bloat is immediately gone (and I can actually go to the bathroom again–opposite of what people tell you about fiber). My skin is improving and nothing else aches. This last bit of belly fat (I don’t tend toward a lot of that for my age) seems to be going and since I was already improving muscle and body composition, this seems to be improving it more. I would say I am getting 50% macros in fat and 50% protein rather than 65% fat as I was doing on keto. I had already increased protein some as I am in my 60’s and noticed some sarcopenia.
I am definitely stronger.
Greens. Well, I love salads and I love most vegetables, not to mention never having a taco again (with low carb shells) is not in the cards for me. So I know I will eat primarily keto (I think) most of the time, with some carnivore periods to reduce inflammation, etc. I do feel much better, though. Not eating plants is of course controversial and some will say down right nuts. I love steaks so this is no hardship and I order grassfed meat from Butcherbox, a company I’ve been very happy with. I’ve just fine-tuned my “big box” to mostly New York strips and ribeyes, hamburger, a few whole chickens, and a few pork chops. Uncured bacon. Butcherbox is not only grass-fed, it’s grass finished and I highly recommend them.
My son, Josh, has Down Syndrome, and I am trying to keep his carbs below 20, definitely below 50, working him into a more ketogenic diet. Will also keep a diary on his progress.
My biggest challenge is coffee. That is controversial with the carnivore folks since it’s a plant, but they do say it’s ok if you must. They suggest weaning off it, but am not sure that is ever in the cards for me. Perhaps cutting back, but my greatest pleasure in life is waking to that first cup of coffee in the morning, something I drink 3/4 Swiss Water Process Decaf, sometimes black, sometimes with a splash of heavy cream or grass fed butter. I drink a good four-five cups/day. A bit of wine is ok on keto, but off limits on carnivore, so another reason I’ll likely be mostly keto. I now drink LaCroix sparkling water a lot.
I must say, though, that if I feel this good, I could envision possibly eating carnivore most of the time with “cheat weekends” being keto, or times I work keto back in for a while, since that diet works no hardship on me whatsoever–it’s sustainable.
In case you are reading this and wonder, I am a person who exercises (Workout Warrior) three times a week. I’m active, live off the grid. Carry wood, do stairs, care for a lovely dog named Maggie, who is an English shepherd and keeps me moving. I am not overweight to start with. I weigh about 128 having been on keto a while. I have very low triglycerides, low blood sugar (105/68 is AVERAGE and I never go over 115/70 unless I have taken Ibuprofen), low blood pressure, no belly fat, but I have very high cholesterol. My HDL is about 95, however, and my LDL particles, while numerous, are bigger in size. Cholesterol is controversial and so far, I have resisted statins. I do have to take a thyroid pill as I have Hashimoto’s thyroiditis which makes my health a bit hard to manage. It will be interesting to review all these numbers in Nov.
My mother died of a massive stroke at 64 and I will be 64 years old in March. She weighed over 200 pounds, was on HRT (synthetic), ate margarine, drank diet pop and preservatives, never exercised, and basically did almost everything wrong (I hope).
My plan is to blog here about my “carnivore dreams.” I am working on achieving lucid dreaming, and I imagine I’ll be dreaming about ribeyes. (I can’t afford the ones in the picture more than twice a year, though–those pictured are amazing steaks my daughter, who lives in Green Bay, gets from great Wisconsin beef and Michigan can’t compare). But they are hard on the pocketbook.
So I’ll record my health/diet experiences and will record some staistics, but plan for them to take a back seat to some creative musings about food, lifestyle, and most of all “dreams.” Dreams in all senses of that word, since as one nears the end of life here they become more pertinent. One never realizes them all, of course, because to do so would mean they are no longer “dreams.” And who wants to live that way.
I dream about comedians–less so since my hormones changed–but still now and then. My favorites are Tim Allen and Steve Martin, at least they are the ones who most often recur. I dream about houses of all types, also recurring, strange since I’ve tried to simplify and live off the grid. I rarely have nightmares. I am hoping to become more in tune with my creative self as I work on “lucid dreaming” and I hope this blog becomes a synchronistic diary of those dreams that parallels my life and my writing.
I need that food and dream diary to document both.
We’ll see. Right now, I’m sipping coffee. We’ll see how that shakes out.