A few morning thoughts, from others.

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This one is a guy doing a one year review.  A more realistic one.

Look.  I like carnivore, for what it does.  But?  It's a ballbuster of a diet.  It is difficult to stay on.  It takes a bit of practice, patience, there is a learning curve, and I find myself always looking for the "easier" way.  There is not easy way.  But, when you are on it?  And have gotten it to work?  Fat melts, even without exercise.  But it hurts.  Heck, even my physical frame hurts, from not having the mass it used to have, and having voids, or weak areas, or such.

But... it does work, if you can can step up, into the ring, and are ready to take a beating.  Choices.  Though... I don't think most Americans can handle it.  I am on a break, because I haven't been able to cook.  But... we'll see if I can get back to it in a few weeks to a month, or begin the trek back.  Still, I know I can, or could, do it.  Can I get back to it though?  I... don't know.

This next one was a bit of clickbait.  I... was a little... annoyed at the title.  If, too, given how I do things sometimes, I... wondered if that wasn't exactly the idea.

I have tried various chemical inputs, and additives, and such.  And have decided exactly as he suggests.  Look, if doc says you are low on potassium, tend that.  Really.  Or anything else.  Don't screw with that.  Or being too high.  There are some things the doc says even I listen regarding.  Attend.  Some things not so much.  But... extra protein?  I'll do that, but only if I can't eat enough, for this or that reason.  It, even then, is temporary.  

I have learned that all the extras, even if needed, often don't fill as much of the shoes of good food, nutrition through consumption, as solid foods.  If you can't eat, sure.  But only until you can get back to food.  Too many carbs?  If that is required, because you don't have enough money for better supplements, and can't cook?  Sure.  Temporarily.  While "do no harm" sounds wonderful, the risk of which harm is a tricky wicket.  Literal starvation, or diabetes?  Low potassium, or high blood pressure.  There is always, or often, some smaller or larger tradeoff, or group of them.  Ugh.

I even consider medicine, for the most part, as supplements.  You... should figure out how to get off, or lower, your medication intake.  That stuff is nasty, and that's the good, legit, stuff.  Not all of it is right, at all.  Figure it the fuck out.  Hurt?  Hurt or die, your choice.

And?  I... need to get back to things.  Swimming?  Yes, I'd... I'm hoping to get back to that this summer, or fall.  We'll see.  But more.  I need some strength, and stamina.  Even working these once or twice a week.  The first phase would be getting up to... some function working level.  Basically a working maximum, for high intensity, short duration, workouts.  Then... to find my max reps.

After those things are settled, then keeping up, once, maybe twice a week.  With minor tweaks as maximums become overtakeable.  Adding a bit of weight, or a rep or two.  Just... slowlying going up.  However, for me, I won't go beyond a certain point.  I'm not looking for a breaking point, or maximum.  Just a solid resistance.  My one thing is I want to find someone who can train me to do these in perfect form.  I fear the squats, I just do.  But... if I can get to it, will do them.  If I can find someone who can, and will, show me the way.  Toss in swimming a few days a week, and life could improve?

To be honest, if I could get to those things?  They will pretty much eat my life.  Everything else will have to be simplified.  I might get stronger, but I'll have nothing left after.  I've done this before.  And it ate my lunch.  That was... twenty years ago.  Ugh.  Now?  Will find out.  Oh, but I was only doing two of those, plus some leg and side weights.  I didn't do squats or deadlifts.

Anyway... I thought I'd share about some realities and dreams.  Oh, and more dreaming.  Of... large breasted lovers.  Odd thing is, the largest breasted woman I have ever been with was a 36 C?  Something.  In dreams last night?  Bigger.  Sixteen inch guns, lad, sixteen I tell ya!  :p  Later.