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Check your pockets...

This is going to be a quick post, but I'm going to write it from atop my soap box. **ahem** Can everybody hear me down there? Okay, good...

Despite the fact that I've been living the Paleo lifestyle for just under a year now, I still get all the questions of why, and the accusations of being on a diet. First of all, I'm proud of my hard work and find it insulting to be told I am on a diet. Child please! Second, why wouldn't I live a lifestyle that makes me feel great, perform better, and improve my blood work?

I suppose better than answering their questions, I could pose the same question to them: Why do you eat the way you do?

Why do you eat processed foods high in sodium and preservatives?

Why do you eat genetically modified organisms (GMOs)?

Why do you drink liquid filled with high fructose corn syrup (HFCS) and calories?

Why do you poison your body on a regular basis and inch closer towards modern, degenerative diseases which have been linked to your diet, such as obesity, diabetes, osteoporosis, and even cancer?

Seriously, HFCS is the primary sweetener in a high percentage of processed foods in the United States, and multiple studies in 2009 determined that more than half of the samples of commercial HFCS contained mercury. You wouldn't willingly crack open an old mercury thermometer and chug it down would you? A mercury thermometer typically contains about .5 grams of mercury. The average American consumes about 12 teaspoons of HFCS. How much mercury, I wonder, is consumed over the course of a lifetime unknowingly?

Rather than trying to defend myself any longer, I am going to start turning this question around on the unsuspecting accuser. Perhaps some forced mindfulness would do these people some good.

**climbs down off soapbox**

Phew. Now that I got that out of the way, enjoy this YouTube video which epitomizes my home life. ;)

On second thought, now that I've come down from the upper atmosphere and had a good laugh, I think the better response is to be humble. And certainly not argumentative.

Fools give full vent to their rage, but the wise bring calm in the end. - Proverbs 29:11


  1. Here! Here! I'm working my way down from being about 60 pounds overweight over the last year, and the first thing I did was take all HFCS out of my family's diet, switch to all grass fed/free range meat and poultry and all organic produce. I've lost 20 pounds so far, slow I know, but my overall health, blood tests, etc are so much better! We are anti-GMO as well.

    And btw, I know lots of "skinny" people who are clearly unfit, so what's the tradeoff. If you are a thinner person AND fit ( and I know you are between this blog and DM) then they are most likely insanely jealous of your determination. :)


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