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May 23rd, 2007


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02:31 pm - My body is like royalty to me, but it doesn't like what I'm feeding it
I miss the nutrition that fast food provided me. It sounds like a strange statement, but you don't realize how much you need some of the crap that's in it until you stop eating it.

I'm not one to actively try and "balance" my diet. I eat until I'm full (or until I'm being impolite) and then stop. I mean, hell, the stupid new food pyramid doesn't make any sense at all, and that was the last straw in me trying to eat right. Between the "intuitive" colours on that monstrosity and the 2002 report that bread causes cancer, I pretty much lost all faith in nutrition "experts".

For the most part, I've always known what my body needs to function. The problem is, for the past four weeks or so, I've changed my dietary choosings, rarely eating out and eating more regularly. My sunrise devotionals (which have me waking up just after 6 AM) have been key in me getting breakfast (something I never ate before, except very rarely), and actually having time to prepare my lunches (which is also a novelty). Dinners have almost all been "in" because I can get a solid meal for about $2 if I eat in, as opposed to the $7-10 dinners are if you eat out.

But now, with regular, longer-lasting (and, sometimes, larger) meals, I find myself actually hungrier on a more regular basis. My apetite is voracious, and my gods, if you thought I could put away food before, you haven't seen anything yet. Let me put it this way: an extra large pizza with breadsticks doesn't stand a chance against me, and when I was a Freshman here at OSU, I was content with just a large pizza for dinner.

And I'm actually slimmer than I was four weeks ago.

For some reason, my metabolism has hit the roof with the increase in food, I think, and I just don't know how to stop it: cutting back on food seems like a very, very bad idea (I'm already operating at the failure point some days), and increasing also seems ill-advised (given my metabolism rate, I might starve because my body processes food too fast at this rate). Wellspring should help, because my dietary needs are different when camping than in "normal" life.

Anyway, here's a rundown of the changes in my diet in the past 4 weeks or so:

Things added to my diet:
  • Vegetables. Lots of green shit, and certainly more than I ever have eaten in my life: it's cheap and easy to dump into pasta
  • Whole grains: not cheap, but I figured that they were smart, so I bought some before running out of cash last week. Besides, disgusting as they are, you can't get the good 'ol bleached flour crap in your favourite cereals anymore.
  • More carbs (if you can believe it): more breads/cereals, more potatoes, more pasta, more stuff like that
  • Water: there's more good ol' H2O in my diet, too.
Things removed from my diet:
  • Grease. I mean, when you no longer eat burgers from McDonalds that drip grease, you're eating less.
  • Sugar, in general: More by accident than conscious choice.
  • Fats: there's just not enough fat in my diet now, and the crusade against TransFats is making lots of tasty, fatty things less appetizing to eat, anyway.


Flatly put, I don't like what this diet is doing to my body. I'm uncomfortable with the changes I feel, and I think it's time to go back to the horrific stuff people think I shouldn't eat.

However, I also know that often, a bit of discomfort and doing what you don't think you should is good for you.

In the end, it's interesting to see just how poorly my body sometimes operates on certain foods and under certain conditions, and to watch it rebound over time. I'm not at all sure that my body can handle a "healthy" lifestyle over time, unless this system shock is only temporary. I do, though, intend to continue to eat like this for a while longer: I'm not in any danger, just discomfort, and I'm entertained by the experimentation of the whole situation.

More to the point, though, is this: it's entirely possible that my body has entered "system shock" mode and said, "Hey, idiot! We're not used to this crap! We don't know what to do with a 'whole grain'! What's this green stuff? Is it moldy? Have we been picking through the trash or something? Vegetables? Are we on an 'end of the alphabet' diet here? Get us a cheeseburger!"

[apparently, my body speaks in the "royal we"]

This means that my body may, eventually, find itself quite happy with this new diet, so it's up to me to work it through for a bit more to see what happens.
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From:chronarchy
Date:May 23rd, 2007 07:50 pm (UTC)
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You saw the story about bacon on Fark today, right?

I often crave a good pizza, or fried chicken. I still have a few ethical quandaries about eating chicken, but they're less pronounced now than they used to be.

And yeah, fries. . . Man. . . We totally need to head back to Red Robin. Maybe if we hit on the server with a bit more skill, we can get her to bring us refills at a higher rate?
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From:zylch
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:02 pm (UTC)
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Mmmm, heritage breed bacon... I think I just had a porkgasm.

Why the ethical quandry about eating chicken (as opposed to any of the other factory-farmed animals)?
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From:chronarchy
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:19 pm (UTC)
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Well, it's a particular issue with the way that they're transported, actually. As my bro, red_sput will confirm, we were once driving through Kansas, and we were behind a chicken transport truck, which is basically a truck with 1 cubic foot cages, stacked on top of each other, open to the air at highway speeds, and the damn things are just squished in there. At least other livestock have more room to move about when transported.

But the kicker is probably because, while following said truck, one of the chickens experienced approximately 2.3 seconds of freedom.

She managed to get out of her cage, and, not used to flying around at 70 miles per hour, couldn't quite get her wings under her for a moment, but then she did, and landed quite gracefully on the road.

First, she ran to the right, and then to the left, and then to the right again, and then back to the left, and then. . .

*THUNK*

Mom creamed the damn thing, dead center of the bumper, because it couldn't make up its mind which way to go and she couldn't avoid it.

All that I really remember after that, was the bright white cloud of feathers our mini-van kicked up in the far distance behind us.

Since then, I'm generally careful about where my chicken comes from, and if I can't figure it out, I tend not to eat it. Hell, I'd rather eat veal.

Besides, I'm not allowed to have an issue with the way pork is raised, slaughtered, or sold. It did, after all, put me through college (my father works for a large meat packing company in Chicago).

Interestingly, I'm often told that I should know more about where the meat I eat comes from by a lot of people (particularly long-haired freaky people, to quote a song). They have no idea how well I know where it comes from :)

And then they think I'm all the worse for knowing *and* eating it anyway.
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From:tesinth
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:26 pm (UTC)
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RE: chicken, remember, they evolved from Dinosaurs, and if a dinosaur had the change, he would certainly cage you and deep fry you.
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From:chronarchy
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:37 pm (UTC)
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You're damn straight there.

But keep in mind, I totally like the taste of chicken. I just prefer not to eat it :) I suppose that I could more blame it on a traumatic childhood event than actual ethics, but you know how it goes :)
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From:tesinth
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:56 pm (UTC)
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Eh, I cut the head off a chicken when I was 6-ish (supervised, for dinner, not cruelty), and it was even a chicken I named (Clucky, real origional, I know), I got over it. Clucky tasted real good too. ;)
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From:dqg_neal
Date:May 24th, 2007 03:49 am (UTC)
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Prefer not to eat it? What you mean you like to roll in it like a dog and see if you can salivate enough to get the flavor?

Trauma I can sure understand., I never ever want to visit farms where you actually get to know the types of food we eat... it just proves detrimental to food choices later one.
From:gothicsquish
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:11 pm (UTC)
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mama mimis has some really really wonderful and mostly healthy pizzas!

alot of my friends are reading "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" right now, which i guess just came out. It might interest you
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From:tesinth
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:23 pm (UTC)
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I caught the Fark link, always good lunchtime reading.

Next time we go to Red Robin, make sure that I tell the chick I was, indeed, from Perrysburg. :)
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From:chronarchy
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:24 pm (UTC)
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Haha. And not on QuizBowl?
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From:tesinth
Date:May 23rd, 2007 08:28 pm (UTC)
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Naw, I thought that part was fine...

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