Some things... weird

    Am I gonna die alone when 100? Did I build my own Garden of Eden where I've created a pure world of clean food, healthy habits, beauty, forms of integrity or perfection, an animal friendly and nature lover society? Does my own normality appear to an outsider as eccentric, odd, or abnormal?

    I am not a physician but I know a good deal about health that I can recognize ailments. I am often surrounded with extremely sick and deformed people due to their large masses of fat. I do not have any extra pound, so I stand out. People often make comments and I am asked questions. What do I do? What do I do? I do not abstain from food, that's for sure. I don't eat junk. I eat what's nourishing and walk as much as I can. Just trying to stay healthy, in other words... normal.

    At social gatherings where food is served, there is always that cute dessert table with items so unnaturally colored and highly decorated that I tell my kids-- "guys, we don't eat toys or decorative objects, leave that table alone... " They show some feeble signs they get it... Sometimes, people came at my table and start telling me about their peculiar health issues. A glance at their plate gives me clues regarding causes, and I try to be gentle but honest with my comments... 

    When I went to meet my kids' teachers, the first, an obese lady with a large bandage on her forehead, told us she was going to wear that for about a month because they were doing some biopsies... The second, another lady with some fat accumulated on the lower half, assured us that she was not drunk when lost balance on her right leg-- maybe just some drugs, or weakness due to a surgery the previous day, she mentioned. I am wondering if it's a good start for the new school year. I'll see...

    My son, who is tall and slim, comes home embarrassed that he is too skinny. His friends are chubby and obese, so I have to repeatedly tell him that he is actually the normal one. Not sure how long he will maintain his current ideal shape since he sits on his butt for hours with video games, and loads up on pizza and fast food whenever he has a chance (not from me, though)...

    I continue tending to my garden and try being normal...


Comments

  1. David August 20, 2024 at 3:13 AM

    Tragic. Normalitatea a fost inversata de majoritate. Si mie imi zice lumea ca sunt prea slab. Dar ma simt usor. Uneori am senzatia ca as putea sa zbor.

    Incerc pe cat pot sa mananc sanatos. Ai observat ca dupa o boala esti mai sanatos, in timpul ei, corpul nu are nevoie de mancare. Deci boala e un fel de detoxifiere. Ma refer la cele sezoniere. Raceala, gripa, etc.

    Ideea e sa mananci sanatos nu ca sa traiesti 100 de ani. Ci ca sa ai o viata buna atat cat e ea. Cand nu o sa mai ma simt bine in corpul meu, atunci nu stiu daca as mai avea chef de trait.

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    1. cara forestieriAugust 20, 2024 at 5:54 AM

      Da, e deprimant sa vezi ca mancarea nu mai e mancare, corpul uman nu mai e corp uman, cum il stii. Si daca vezi asa, esti privit ca un ciudat, paranoic... Si eu am senzatia asta de usor, de zbor, cand corpul nu pare restrictionat, cand simti ca poti face orice... Eu nu trebuie sa am o raceala sa fac detoxifiere, sunt ok cu postul intermitent in anumite situatii. Da, te simti excelent dupa aceea. Viata lunga e o consecinta a sanatatii, nu scopul in sine. Ideea e, sigur, calitatea vietii, nu vrei sa te chinui cu boli... Si asta alta chestie, oamenii se obisnuiesc cu bolile. Mai bine stau cu ea decat sa faca o schimbare in stil de viata care posibil sa-i ajute...Am ajuns la concluzia ca pentru vindecarea multor boli, primul pasa e sa ajungi la greutatea ideala, apoi mai vezi ce si cum, uneori se poate regla totul...

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    2. cara forestieriAugust 20, 2024 at 11:18 AM

      E si slabul ala sub limita normala, gen anorexic, dereglare in partea cealalta. Cam imi dau seama de diferenta. Tu esti normal, stai linistit. Sa te mentii :))

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  2. David August 21, 2024 at 1:06 AM

    Pentru ca pentru unii boala aduce un beneficiu. Au parte de anumita atentie. Poate masca alte neputinte. Sunt discriminati pozitiv, de exemplu locul de parcare. Insa, nu vreau sa ii judec pentru ca nu as vrea sa fiu in situatia lor niciodata. Sunt multi oameni bolnavi care nu au parte si nici nu si-ar dori asa ceva.

    Da, ar trebui sa mai pun ceva kg pe mine ca sa fiu normal tinand cont de inaltimea mea. Dar oricum, o data cu varsta e inevitabil cred. Metabolismul e altul.

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    1. cara forestieriAugust 21, 2024 at 5:49 AM

      Din pacate, societatea nu ii ajuta pe oamenii grasi. Le spune ca e ok, sunt doar diferiti (lozinca familiara), nu ca ar avea o problema care cere atentie imediata. E enervant sa vad ca au introdus si la site-urile cu rochii, modele grase, obeze, ca vezi tu, nu discrimineaza... Nu sunt rea, pur si simplu e detrimental sanatatii lor...

      Sincer, nu cred ca mai ai nevoie de niciun kg-- atat cat imi pot da seama. Chestia cu grasimea e ca in timp nu se acumuleaza uniform, cum ai vrea, se pune intr-un anumit loc, de obicei in zona abdominala, si apare acea pernita care tot creste, burta:)) Aia nu trebuie sa fie, trebuie sa se vada intr-o masura muschii abdominali. Devine o zona de inflamatie cand creste. Se schimba metabolismul cu varsta, dar trebuie sa se schimbe putin si dieta. Nu cred chestia asta: e normal sa te ingrasi cu varsta. Si ceea ce stiu si din povesti, si din alte articole, exista o anumita aliura a barbatilor activi sexual la adanci batraneti, 90 +: slabi-slabi. Bineinteles, nu sub limita normalului. Asta ramane dovada sanatatii la barbat :))

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