Confessions of a Naughty CaveGirl
|My paleo diet... hmmmm.|
At any rate, my recent research adventures have pushed me over to experiment with a Paleo diet. People have asked me... why do YOU need to diet? Um. I'm not exactly sure why I'm doing this except that I've been reading Robb Wolf's book The Paleo Solution and I'm seriously intrigued. Not quite sold yet, but seriously intrigued. I'm not doing this because I'm interested in losing weight, getting fit or reversing disease. (Well, the reversing disease part is a little serendipitous at this point since I'll be going in to have two biopsies done on both my breasts in a couple weeks. Crazy, huh? It was my first mammogram too! ) But, really, that's neither here nor there at this point. So I've decided to become a cavegirl out of curiosity. Well... at least for thirty days, anyway. After that, I'm not guaranteeing anything. No dairy? I can do that. No whole grains? I can do that too. But, wha???? NO BEER? NO ALCOHOL? A girl's gotta have her happy hour, right? I've got two young X-gamers or (more likely) future Jack Ass prodigies on my hands. Enough said. Mama needs a serious cocktail or two to cope with their daily stunts.
So, needless to say, the no alcohol part has not been an easy task and I will readily admit to falling off the wagon once...er... twice... er... OK. More than a few times over the last nine days. The problem is, I had a serious milk habit prior to taking on this little adventure and now that I can't drink milk (or beer for that matter) with my dinner I'm thinking... ahhhhhhh....wine is a grape, which is technically a fruit, which could have easily wound up in the hands of a caveman. Cavemen had kids. And I'm sure cavekids were just as unruly as ours and hey... fermented grape found on the ground + caveman + unruly cavekids = a much needed paleolithic happy hour. Heck, they may have even experimented with mushrooms or peyote to escape the stress of cave-life. And I'm sure cave life was pretty stressful. I just read an article today that claimed the ancient Brits were an especially savage lot. You would have been a totally stressed out caveman if you lived in England, having to deal with cannibalism and all. Yikes!
At any rate, I'm trying to be good now and I'm not planning on drinking anymore wine or beer or mixed cocktails of any kind for the rest of my paleo tour. I'm not "planning" on it. But, how does that saying go? "The best laid plans of mice and men..." Yeah. That one. We'll see how this goes.
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