My Primal Story
October 16, 2011
I started performing with a youth circus when I was about eight years old. As I got older, I kept up with it, performing semi-professionally through my teens and into my early 20s. Increasingly, I found myself performing acrobatic, heavily athletic acts, rather than less physically demanding acts like juggling and clowning. The result of this was a number of fairly serious injuries (a strained ACL and a broken hand, for instance) and, even worse, a crippling case of hypoglycemia. A little over a year ago, the hypoglycemia had gotten so bad that I had to carry snacks with me at all times, because I couldn’t go more than a couple of hours without eating or I’d get shakes, lightheaded, dizzy. I nearly passed out three hours after lunch because I hadn’t snacked. I decided to start prioritizing my health over my performing.
I went to the doctor and asked about my symptoms, and was told that there was nothing I could do about them. “Hypoglycemia is really common among very active individuals. All you can do is eat often; carry snacks with you.” Yup, that was all medicine had to tell me – that there was nothing I could do, and more than that, I could look forward to a middle age where my blood sugar problem would flip, I’d become hyperglycemic, gain weight, and have to really watch my calorie intake. Fantastic.
I was skeptical. There was no way, I thought, that the human species could have made it so far if an active life (as hunter-gatherers would certainly have lived) led to these sorts of crippling problems. So, not being one to accept crappy situations without a fight, I started doing some research, and found what started as a solution to my blood sugar woes, and quickly developed into an incredibly satisfying new lifestyle: primal health.
Within about 10 days of committing to a primal lifestyle, that hypoglycemia that had plagued me for years vanished. Already in decent shape, I leaned out over the first month, losing a few pounds, and then, moving forward, gaining about 14 pounds of muscle over the last year. I did all this without spending more than an hour a week at the gym, and while eating rich, satisfying foods. I have less stress than ever, and a better, healthier relationship with the world around me.
A few months after my adoption of primal eating, my brother tried it out as well, reaching new levels in his own athletics and fitness efforts. A few months after that, my parents decided to give it a try, and my dad is now weaning off cholesterol meds for the first in decades, my mom has lost weight, and both of them are enjoying greater energy, improved health, better sleep, and a myriad of other benefits. One year after I turned my own life around, my family has followed suit. As a result, we’re all closer than ever. I’m proud to have started my own little tribe – bringing back a slice of ancestral living to my modern family. Welcome to the Primitive Renaissance.
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