I try so stay healthy, especially in light of my heart attack that I had back in 2009. I was only 41 then, but I had been working out regularly.
I firmly believe that is what saved my life. There was nearly complete blockage in the one they call the "Widowmaker". That, and quitting smoking back in 1999.
My cardiologist said I would make a complete recovery, which I have. I also found out that I have "THOSE genes". Its how a normally healthy 41 year old male can have the veins of an 80 year old.
All of that is to say I have to take care of myself.
I also love to eat.
For example, this entices me:
I also notice that there is a decided lack of S.O.S..
But the potatoes and biscuits, they tend to pose a problem for me. I'm great at storing them, or, at least, storing what they turn into. I get a very Hobbitish figure from them, so occasionally, I have to go Keto, or what us older folks know as the Atkins Diet.
No Carbs, or at least, low carbs.
That means no starches, including flour, or real sugar.
In the above picture, that means removing the biscuits and taters. However, they can be replaced with more meat, eggs, cheese - or dairy of any kind, or vegetables (nothing below the ground).
It takes about a week or two for it to fully kick in, but I know when it does, as my wife lovingly informs me that she can tell because I have "Keto Breath".
It seems that a side effect of the diet is that a certain breath develops. And my highly scent-sensitive wife detects it rather immediately.
As it turns out, this is a natural reaction to all of the extra proteins and your stored fats being used to provide energy, hence the weight loss.
It also means I have to gargle mouthwash, chew sugar-free gum, and other olfactoral maintenance rituals to keep She Who Must Be Obeyed happy.
But they joy in it is that I know its working. And it keeps me around longer. I have grandkids I want to play with, I have more ministry I need to offer, and I still have, even on cust of 50, a LOT of life to live.
And in the grand scheme of God's Design, Keto Breath is a very small price to pay.
The random musings and messages of an Itinerant Sinner. Pastor, Husband, Father, USAF Veteran. Matthew 6:33
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Monday, January 15, 2018
I forgot I existed!
I completely forgot I even had this blog!
Now that I am in full time ministry, I will be able to actually contribute to whatever sundry and nebulous conversations are in vogue at the time.
My original intent was to be able to produce large and more in-depth commentary about the issues du jour.
Since my last attempt at becoming both pundit and preacher, we have changed Presidents, two of my children have grown and left the nest, and I have even gained a daughter-in-law.
As no less a prophet than John Lennon once sang, "Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans."
Perhaps I can be a bit more productive in the area of engaging the culture from a Christian, if not necessarily churchian view on a more regular basis.
Now that I am in full time ministry, I will be able to actually contribute to whatever sundry and nebulous conversations are in vogue at the time.
My original intent was to be able to produce large and more in-depth commentary about the issues du jour.
Since my last attempt at becoming both pundit and preacher, we have changed Presidents, two of my children have grown and left the nest, and I have even gained a daughter-in-law.
As no less a prophet than John Lennon once sang, "Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans."
Perhaps I can be a bit more productive in the area of engaging the culture from a Christian, if not necessarily churchian view on a more regular basis.
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