C’mon, Tourette’s-like fits? Yes; indeed. And I’m still pissed. So much so that I’m gettin’ ready to go all Richard Nikoley on some serious mainstream ignorance. Okay, so my man Richard is the undisputed king of the verbal beat-down, and this post won’t come near to his standards, but you get the point.
And the point is this: I just don’t understand the reluctance, on the part of mainstream healthcare practitioners, to at least consider the benefits of a Paleo diet. I guess it’s too much to ask that all healthcare practitioners be as open-minded as, for example, Kurt Harris and Doug McGuff, but seriously… I mean, I fully understand and appreciate the day-to-day time demands placed on these folks, and I realize the seriousness of even the perception of incompetence or malpractice on a doctor’s livelihood. That said, though, doctors are (or, in a perfect world, should be) in the business of healing, not in the business of, well…business — or dancing unquestionably to the AMA‘s ossified, dictate-fiddles. I realize, too, that I come at this more from an idealistic point-of-view — I don’t have, amongst a host of other problems to deal with, the repayment of student loans, and insurance and business-related worries to contend with; and yet…
And yet, I want to scream at the top of my lungs to these people to get off the fuckin’ stick, and do some independent study already! People are suffering — dying, even — and the nation is slowly drowning in a quagmire of healthcare-related costs, in large part because you, the “healthcare practitioners” of this great nation, consistently give the wrong friggin’ advice on the very basics of health maintenance. Wrong on diet, and wrong on exercise prescription. I mean, damn, this isn’t rocket science, folks.
What is it precisely that’s got me so spun-up? Well, two things in particular.
First up, check-out the correspondence that Meesus TTP had this week with a mutual friend of ours, a friend who has a young daughter who has recently been diagnosed with — yeah, you guessed it — diabetes. What follows is a snippet of our friend’s (let’s call her “concerned mom”) most recent chat with Meesus TTP. I’ve truncated, edited (denoted by parentheses) and/or dropped names due to privacy concerns, but the string of the narrative I’ve left intact. And that thread is really what it important here, because it is repeated God-only-knows how many times each and every day. Now tell me if this doesn’t just piss you the hell off.
About (April), she has been on the Paleo diet for about two weeks. She was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes on January 6th. She is heading to (mainstream healthcare hell) tomorrow to spend a few days, which a nurse called to confirm today. To make this short…I got an earful about the dangers of the Paleo diet. Sugars are not bad, (April) cannot thrive on a low carb diet, and she STILL has diabetes even if this diet “artificially” lowers (April’s) glucose by an average of 100 points. I was told to feed her a “normal” diet, so they can figure out how much insulin she needs in order to eat like her friends.
Emphasis mine. UGH!!!! Anyway, continuing on…
(April’s) comment to this was,”But I don’t want to feel like that again, and I have no pimples now.”
Before she was the one scared of the hospital, but now we both are. Why can she not be on the Paleo diet and simply take less insulin (which she still needs)? Another issue is how (April) spikes in the hundreds about an hour into dance. They better not tell us to quit dancing…
I am nervous. People are rude, and we are trying to keep our girl healthy.
Meesus TTP responded, in essence, by telling “concerned mom” that she was obviously dealing with what was essentially a pack of clueless, Alpha-male-dominated baboons, and for God’s sake to get (April) to another, more open-minded (at the very least) facility. We reinforced the need for her to absorb — and pronto — whatever she possibly could from Robb Wolf’s and Sarah Fragoso’s web-sites. We’ve also put “concerned mom” in touch with Steve Cooksey, of Diabetes Warrior fame. If you’re not familiar with Steve’s story, be sure to check him out. He told the mainstream, in essence, to pack sand up their friggin’ poop-chutes, and in the process, saved his own life. Too bad that it really has come to this, but alas, it has. If you want to be healthy, you better take matters into your own hands. To be sure, there are some fantastic practitioners out there; you’ll just have to do some vigilant, ass-busting research to find them.
What follows now is “concerned mom’s” response to Meesus TTP. I include this interlude because of these numbers she refers to below — (April’s) blood glucose readings — which are, well…frighteningly off the charts. Think the doctors have a clue? Read on — that is, if you can overcome the urge to put your fist through your monitor.
Thank you, Michelle.
I hope we can work with the doctors. We need to enable (April) to dance without hitting 300 an hour in (it was off the charts the first time she spiked, which is when we found out she had a problem). But I still think going from 250 to 140ish throughout the day otherwise is an improvement worth noting.
And we all really love the food 🙂
The first time she spiked:
-Rice Crispies with goat milk for breakfast.
-Tuna with mayo on whole grain bread for lunch.
-An apple with green tea (lightly sweetened with honey) for snack at
about four pm. She hit over 500 at about six PM, an hour into tap.
This diet was before we gave Paleo a shot. I thought it was healthy.
(April) just called from (mainstream healthcare hell) to say they had her eat sugar, and her glucose is 344, but the nurse said,”That can’t be right.”
I’ll keep you posted.
No matter what, we’re keeping the Paleo diet. We just want to make sure we find out why (April) got to be like this to begin with.
Care to take a wild-assed guess as to who recommended this “healthy diet”? Dammit, this pisses me off to no end! Look, I take the ins-and-outs of my profession with the utmost seriousness. I read every-frigging-thing I can get my hands on, and talk with anyone I can on items that are even remotely relevant to the subject of health, fitness and exercise science — whether or not, mind you, that I think at the onset of that read/conversation that I’m going to agree with the subject matter. Hell, I embrace my preconceived notions being pushed and tugged. Simply put, that is what you do if you expect to be an honest representative within your field of expertise. Now I don’t expect anyone else to do anything more than what I do as a representative within my field of expertise — which is to say keep ahead of the learning curve. Healthcare practitioners are, by and large though, dropping the proverbial ball, here, and the sad fact is that people are suffering unnecessarily — dying, even — as a result. Those of you in the healthcare delivery system presumably entered this field to heal those in need — I say to you this: get off the fucking stick, and honor the profession you trained for, and agreed to do. Be a help to humanity, versus being a damn obstacle to patient health.
Okay, so this next instance is laughable compared to the above, but it just highlights — once more — the mainstream’s utter friggin’ ignorance in all things health and fitness related. No need to repeat what my Efficient Exercise brother-in-arms has already written, so go check out his piece, You Can’t Get Fit Lying on the Couch All Week, Apparently.
So yeah, sake your head, have a good laugh, and continue on in your own outside-of-the-box, primal pursuit. And remember, we wouldn’t want people to think that they can get fit lying around on the couch all week 😉
Selected workouts from last week
(A1) Nautilus pull-over: 255 x 12, 9, 9 (41×1 tempo)
(A2) Cuban press: oly bar x 15, 15, 15
(A3) Bradford press: 95 x 12, 12, 11
What’s up with the weak shoulders? Well, 10+ years of being wielding my head and shoulders as a weapon in the course of being a defensive hit-man took a serious toll on (especially) my right shoulder; couple that with some ill-advised (and extremely ungraceful) mountain biking face-plants and a couple of recent fixie near misses and, well… welcome to shoulder prehab/rehab land. I’m trying to swallow my own medicine here and not push through the pain of continued overhead work; attempting to bypass my natural inclination of letting surgery and surgery alone dictate my lay-off periods (Dan John knows what I’m talking about here — and so, I’m guessing, do many of you) 🙂 So yeah, now that I have this in “print” now, maybe I’ll actually follow through with a “cease and desist” on the overhead work until my shoulder quits yelling at me. Or, I may just resort to cortisol/Novocaine cocktail and just keep on keeping on. Juuuuust joking… 🙂
Thursday, 1/27/11 –
Two rounds of the following, with each round separated by approximately six hours, during which time I did a frac-ton of fixie riding.
(A1) breathing squats: 225 x 21
(A2) bicep curls (EZ bar): 105 x 21 (clusters x 3s)
(A3) “ski jump” shrugs: 305 x 21 (clusters x 3s)
“Breathing squats”? Think extended rest-pause, without racking the weight. Trap bar deadlifts/RDLs are good candidates for this technique as well. Clusters? Many, many ways to manipulate the “cluster” technique, but in this case I performed three regular tempo (3o1o) reps, then paused for approximately 10 seconds (weight still in-hand) before hitting the next “cluster” of 3. Wash, rinse, repeat…
(A1) Russian leg curl: bw x 10, 10, 10, 10
(A2) weighted dips: 45 x7; 90 x 5, 5, 4+
(A3) T-Bar swings: 100 x 30, 30, 30, 30