Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Soylent Green is people

I'm pretty health-conscience. I eat mostly fresh, real foods, very little meat and shop primarily from the outer perimeter of the grocery store. I have a five-days-on, two-days-off philosophy of exercise so I can 1) eat what I like when I like (in moderation) and 2) drink.

As I got older, and the body reacted differently to the sins of youth, I changed the manner in which I fueled it. Red meat...dropped it. Takes much too long to work it's way "through" and, besides, meat on a bone started giving me the willies. Not alot of sugar and more "wheat" than "white" food. Roasted instead of fried. Gave up pork (I do miss bacon) because of the destructive manner in which the industry produces it (check out Rolling Stone for a stomach-churning look at hog farming). I turned to a diet of mostly veggies, fish, sometimes eggs, but the salmon had to wild, not farm raised, same with shrimp.

And now the fish is running out.

Pass me a Fat Tire and a plate of chili fries.

3 comments:

Jeff K said...

I definitely don't eat the same as I did when I was younger and had ridiculous metabolism, but for me I think it's more a matter of amounts than whats. Part of that is because I've always been partial to more natural foods -- I'm not a big sugar eater, I like wheat bread, I don't eat a lot of fried foods, I love fruit and vegetables, etc. I do love meat, though. I'm a mean & potatoes boy through and through, and that'll never change. But I am more conscious of where the meat comes from and how I cook it (on a grill, please). One thing that pisses me off is that I've become horribly lactose intolerant, particularly with milk and ice cream, both of which I adore.

Jodie K said...

Preaching to the choir. Although milk I didn't care for even as a kid (it was COW juice), it's now Soy Milk in the coffee and cereal and frozen yogurt instead of ice cream
...or there is trouble.

But we have wisdom, eh?

Lucyp said...

Although being a vegetarian since a teenager, the smell of bacon gets me everytime even now all these years later. Luckily, the taste of bacon is nowhere as good as the smell.

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