The Paleo Experience from paleo blog.
I started to notice I was chubby in like 2nd or 3rd grade. It always bothered me. Everyone always told me I would grow out of it but I didn’t believe them. It got even worse when I noticed deep purple stretch marks. I had really big growth spurts, and I guess I would attribute that to my bilateral Osgood-Schlatter disease I was diagnosed with. You know, the swollen knee cap deal. My mother was/is big, and I knew I took after her side of the family more so that didn’t sit with me well either. Every year I would say to myself that I would exercise and lose the weight. I don’t remember thinking about food much when I was younger. But I never did the exercises, instead I would be on the computer or watch TV. Computer games can seriously suck you in, and I still think they’re awesome haha, if only I had time to play them!
Anyhow, at about age 16 I started to read a lot more about nutrition and stuff on the internet. I don’t remember what caused this, but it probably had something to do with me looking up my mom’s health problems or something. And I’m sure it had plenty to do with tired of being selfconscious, lack of girls, etc…To make a long story short with the beginning of that, I started to read food labels, avoided things with a thousand ingredients, stayed away from “empty calories” such as pop and stuff. This was a slow evolution that took place, but I always went back to reading and developing more of what I thought was the right way. The longer I read, the further I was digging myself into a hole.
I did lose weight, and it was awesome. I walked a lot more, drank crap loads of water, but also there was a dark side of being a teenager. I drank a lot of alcohol when I wasn’t busy reading or eating things I thought were healthy. Growing up I didn’t have much guidance so I was doing whatever I wanted. For a few years I had ups and downs with achieving that healthy look I’ve always wanted. Depression, drinking heavily on the weekends, bouts of failure where I’d eat whatever I wanted like whole bags of chicken nuggets. I don’t remember when I started to delve into low carbing and paleo to be honest. I can for certain say that I deprived myself of things I really needed at my most important stages of development. Not getting enough calories, and drinking on top of it.
Wowzer…I would eat tuna, and chicken, and tons of green vegetables a lot of the time to “fill” me up. I’m almost six foot six and in retrospect I’m a damn fool for never considering that maybe the foods I was eating wasn’t giving me enough energy. There’s so much to say…I apologize as I always do for being “all over the place”.
Basically, at one point, I had really bad acne (runs in the family) my hair was falling out pretty easy and it was already receded, and I felt like shit. I seriously would think about suicide. I think probably my adrenal glands giving me energy was the only thing that would pull me out of my slumps and get me motivated to be stricter and to read and learn more. During all of these years of trying different stuff (of which I would also try to tell other people what they should and shouldn’t do IDIOT) I never attained a six pack, or was muscular and lean like I wanted. I was most muscular when I wasn’t reading and was too busy with other things to think
about my weight. I had big calves and was pretty strong too before I started this weird diet shit. I lost my calves, I probably stunted my growth, screwed with my puberty, the works.
One day I said to myself, if you’re going to be bald, then you better get into shape. Call me shallow, or too self-conscious, but I seriously couldn’t stand to live with myself being that fat bald guy with fucking pimples. So more reading I did, more exercise, the stricter I became. I ran across Sean Croxton, Mark Sission, Kurt Harris, a bunch of dudes, and was pretty much low carbing, whole foods, paleo whatever you wanna call it-ing. I lost a lot of weight, the most I ever have. I was really doing it this time, going all the way. I pulled myself together, started working, etc…
My acne would flair up, then I would be strict about avoiding grains and dairy, it would get better, I would give in, blah blah blah, a vicious cycle. Never attained a body that I wanted though. I lost too much weight too fast, my skin is still very loose as I’m typing this. I lost a lot of muscle mass, I guess I was, somewhat am a skinny fat person.
I started a very strenuous job, it broke me out really bad, I was almost passing out doing my work. I at one point went super low carb to try to really turn into a fat burner and fix my energy problems. Didn’t work. I think injuries were healing pretty slow too. Bruises, cuts and what not. Eventually I knew I had to increase my carbohydrates. I would do sweet potatoes at night, or regular potatoes but this still wasn’t enough. I’ve known about Matt Stone for a good while, and had heard his interview with Sean Croxton pretty far back I think. My memory I guess is a piece of shit, because I can’t even remember right now what led me to start reading this blog and seriously considering a different approach. It’s just the time of day for me I think…I’m all foggy I really need to eat lol, and when I do, it’s going to be epic. As it has been now for a couple months-ish.
I wanna say my hair isn’t falling out anymore, but I could be wrong. Definitely gaining weight. Doing some serious smashing. Bowel movements are much better, food digests much better, hardly ever get light headed anymore. I also think since I have started to become conscious of diluting my bodies salts/sugars, I have less Charley horse issues as well. Food sensitivities have gone WAY down. I haven’t been doing this for that long but seriously, the higher my temperature, it’s like nothing gives me IBS. High gluten flour pizza’s, two of them at one sitting a couple of times, haven’t given me any problems. Juice, a whole tub of ice cream at one point, I haven’t had those crazy cramps and the urge to you know what from all this “shit” I’ve been eating. It’s incredible, I’m going to keep doing it and have what I want. When I make more money I’ll look into mineral supplementation for sure.
I missed a thousand points, and could say a billion more things, but the bottom line is, for a long time I thought I knew what I was doing and I was dead wrong. I hope I didn’t hurt anybody by giving them the wrong advice. And the paleolithic movement definitely has some really positive perspectives don’t get me wrong. I am thankful that I am still alive and my journey has definitely been quite the learning experience.
Anyhow, at about age 16 I started to read a lot more about nutrition and stuff on the internet. I don’t remember what caused this, but it probably had something to do with me looking up my mom’s health problems or something. And I’m sure it had plenty to do with tired of being selfconscious, lack of girls, etc…To make a long story short with the beginning of that, I started to read food labels, avoided things with a thousand ingredients, stayed away from “empty calories” such as pop and stuff. This was a slow evolution that took place, but I always went back to reading and developing more of what I thought was the right way. The longer I read, the further I was digging myself into a hole.
I did lose weight, and it was awesome. I walked a lot more, drank crap loads of water, but also there was a dark side of being a teenager. I drank a lot of alcohol when I wasn’t busy reading or eating things I thought were healthy. Growing up I didn’t have much guidance so I was doing whatever I wanted. For a few years I had ups and downs with achieving that healthy look I’ve always wanted. Depression, drinking heavily on the weekends, bouts of failure where I’d eat whatever I wanted like whole bags of chicken nuggets. I don’t remember when I started to delve into low carbing and paleo to be honest. I can for certain say that I deprived myself of things I really needed at my most important stages of development. Not getting enough calories, and drinking on top of it.
Wowzer…I would eat tuna, and chicken, and tons of green vegetables a lot of the time to “fill” me up. I’m almost six foot six and in retrospect I’m a damn fool for never considering that maybe the foods I was eating wasn’t giving me enough energy. There’s so much to say…I apologize as I always do for being “all over the place”.
Basically, at one point, I had really bad acne (runs in the family) my hair was falling out pretty easy and it was already receded, and I felt like shit. I seriously would think about suicide. I think probably my adrenal glands giving me energy was the only thing that would pull me out of my slumps and get me motivated to be stricter and to read and learn more. During all of these years of trying different stuff (of which I would also try to tell other people what they should and shouldn’t do IDIOT) I never attained a six pack, or was muscular and lean like I wanted. I was most muscular when I wasn’t reading and was too busy with other things to think
about my weight. I had big calves and was pretty strong too before I started this weird diet shit. I lost my calves, I probably stunted my growth, screwed with my puberty, the works.
One day I said to myself, if you’re going to be bald, then you better get into shape. Call me shallow, or too self-conscious, but I seriously couldn’t stand to live with myself being that fat bald guy with fucking pimples. So more reading I did, more exercise, the stricter I became. I ran across Sean Croxton, Mark Sission, Kurt Harris, a bunch of dudes, and was pretty much low carbing, whole foods, paleo whatever you wanna call it-ing. I lost a lot of weight, the most I ever have. I was really doing it this time, going all the way. I pulled myself together, started working, etc…
My acne would flair up, then I would be strict about avoiding grains and dairy, it would get better, I would give in, blah blah blah, a vicious cycle. Never attained a body that I wanted though. I lost too much weight too fast, my skin is still very loose as I’m typing this. I lost a lot of muscle mass, I guess I was, somewhat am a skinny fat person.
I started a very strenuous job, it broke me out really bad, I was almost passing out doing my work. I at one point went super low carb to try to really turn into a fat burner and fix my energy problems. Didn’t work. I think injuries were healing pretty slow too. Bruises, cuts and what not. Eventually I knew I had to increase my carbohydrates. I would do sweet potatoes at night, or regular potatoes but this still wasn’t enough. I’ve known about Matt Stone for a good while, and had heard his interview with Sean Croxton pretty far back I think. My memory I guess is a piece of shit, because I can’t even remember right now what led me to start reading this blog and seriously considering a different approach. It’s just the time of day for me I think…I’m all foggy I really need to eat lol, and when I do, it’s going to be epic. As it has been now for a couple months-ish.
I wanna say my hair isn’t falling out anymore, but I could be wrong. Definitely gaining weight. Doing some serious smashing. Bowel movements are much better, food digests much better, hardly ever get light headed anymore. I also think since I have started to become conscious of diluting my bodies salts/sugars, I have less Charley horse issues as well. Food sensitivities have gone WAY down. I haven’t been doing this for that long but seriously, the higher my temperature, it’s like nothing gives me IBS. High gluten flour pizza’s, two of them at one sitting a couple of times, haven’t given me any problems. Juice, a whole tub of ice cream at one point, I haven’t had those crazy cramps and the urge to you know what from all this “shit” I’ve been eating. It’s incredible, I’m going to keep doing it and have what I want. When I make more money I’ll look into mineral supplementation for sure.
I missed a thousand points, and could say a billion more things, but the bottom line is, for a long time I thought I knew what I was doing and I was dead wrong. I hope I didn’t hurt anybody by giving them the wrong advice. And the paleolithic movement definitely has some really positive perspectives don’t get me wrong. I am thankful that I am still alive and my journey has definitely been quite the learning experience.
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