exercise

04/16/2011 - 10:43

 When I was a freelancer and I worked from home it wasn't so obvious to me why Americans are so unhealthy. Now it's tottally obvious. Cooking and the housekeeping the accompanies it takes time and when every adult member of the household works 40 hours a week, that becomes very difficult. It's even worse because most people don't particularly enjoy their jobs and would like to come home and do something they enjoy. Wouldn't it be great if everyone loved cooking? But it just doesn't work that way. 

I don't have children and I struggle to cook every day. What's the point of all the productivity gains we've made if we all have to work the same amount of hours? When I first started working I once tallied up the percentage of my life that would be spent at work or commuting at the current rate and it was too depressing a calculation to repeat. 

Housekeeping is very difficult when there is no one keeping house, when it's an afterthought in an exhausting day. Me? I'd love to work fewer hours and while I'd have to cut back on some things, I feel my quality of life would be higher. But there aren't many jobs available for 15 or even 30 hours a week and almost none provide any kind of benefits. 

Perhaps we should just give up and acknowledge that the price of the American workforce is that few people have time to cook healthy meals. Then we need to focus on having better restaurants. Right now if you are eating out a lot, you are probably getting tons of vegetable oil. Even Thomas Keller, Michelin-Starred Chef, uses canola oil at his enourmously expensive restaurants. 

Workplaces could also pick up some slack, but in an era of budget cuts, few will. You are lucky if your workplace has a microwave and even luckier if it has a fridge. I know a few highly-skilled technology workers at very succesfull companies where they have excellent food, but that's an exception. 

The idea that career is a form of fulfillment is a fantasy for all but a lucky few. In reality, this idea is just a way to make people feel better about having to give their lives away for trivial things. By the time they retire, their health is so battered that they spend the remaining years shoveling pills into their mouths in a nursing home. It's time to put work back in its place- it's a way to make a living for most of us and a lot of us would be willing to trade off some income for more time. More time to acquire healthy food, cook it, keep house, spend time with our own children, enjoy life...

This article in the NYtimes just bolsters the fact that our lifestyles are untenable: sitting is deadly. Um, that's a problem since most jobs involve sitting. i'm not sure that standing in one place at a standing desk is really that much better, though it's a start. 

01/09/2011 - 22:19

Learn how to sit, stand, walk, and lie down like indigenous cultures free from back problems.

12/31/2010 - 10:30

A few months ago I got these Vivo Barefoot Belle boots from Terra Plana

To be honest I wasn't crazy about them, but I needed something for winter that didn't make me miserable like my heavy heeled Bean Boots. These aren't the most attractive design and I particular don't appreciate the toggle in the back, which could get caught in things. I thought about the more expensive Brooklyn, but thought I'd get these because they are unlined, so I could wear them in more seasons.

I am going to do a more detailed review of them later. But let's just say I learned to be very grateful for them. They are not waterproof, like the website advertises, because they do get wet. But that's the tradeoff for being breathable. BUT they are extremely water resistant.

I thought I'd test them out in the snows of Chicago, but they got their real test this week since NYC doesn't know how to deal with snow. Some dumbass decided to farm out clearing sidewalks to building owners. Unfortunately there are a lot of abandoned building, un-owned corners, and the like. That means tall snow banks to climb and large disgusting brown slush puddles to ford. With some wool or fleece socks, these have kept me dry and warm. Once you get them wet they take some time to dry, but as long as the insides aren't wet I don't care. And they haven't gotten wet, even though I accidentally took a dip in a very very large puddle last night.

It's bizarre that the snow boots de jour of NYC seem to be Wellingtons. I resent Wellingtons because they are designed to be riding boots basically. That's why they have that stupid impractical heel, which has caused me to slip many times. The Terra Plana boots give your feet ample surface feedback, though I wish they had more sticky soles like the Footskins. I still imagine my dream boots, which would be hybrid of animal and synthetic. They'd be flat duck boots with flexible rubber bottoms, but leather uppers. Animal materials are still better in so many respects like breathability.

The other mad skillz for surviving the snowpocalypse are

1. Movnat, which was recently featured in Outside magazine! I've used so many of my Movnat skills the past few days. Balance has been key for avoiding a splat into icy water.

2. A chest freezer. I haven't been to the store for awhile now and have been surviving off of my meat and pickled vegetables.

12/18/2010 - 17:53

TIMOTHY FERRISS, nominated as one of Fast Company’s “Most Innovative Business People of 2007,” is author of the #1 New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and BusinessWeek bestseller, The 4-Hour Workweek, which has been published in 35 languages.

Wired magazine has called Tim “The Superman of Silicon Valley” for his manipulation of the human body. He is a tango world record holder, former national kickboxing champion (Sanshou), guest lecturer at Princeton University, and faculty member at Singularity University, based at NASA Ames Research Center.

When not acting as a human guinea pig, Tim enjoys speaking to organizations ranging from Nike to the Harvard School of Public Health.

Oh man, this reminds me of this hilarious video

 For those of you who don't have time to watch videos, it's Michael Cera's parody on the hilariously arrogant video resume of Aleksey Vayner.

The video opens with a staged interview between Vayner and an offscreen voice. However, the "interview" ultimately consists of a single question, to which Vayner gives a lengthy, rambling response. Using considerable amounts of business-speak jargon, Vayner praises himself and shares his various insights on success, talent, and overcoming adversity. Interspliced with the interview are clips of Vayner performing various feats designed to look impressive, including bench pressing, skiing, playing tennis, ballroom dancing, and finally karate-chopping a stack of bricks. The video ends with a dedication to Radomir Kovacevic, and a fairly lengthy credits sequence.

Since moving to NYC, I've had the displeasure to meet many flaky young single men who idolize Tim Feriss. I was reminded of them recently when I saw this excellent Facebook Question: "Why is there such a strong correlation between the "paleo diet" movement and douchebags?" really worried that this would contain mostly douchebaggery, but then I heard Tim Feriss had become a man and gotten married. (Oops, this isn't true, which isn't surprising considering his relationship descriptions in the book, so I guess he's still out there testing his loathsome techniques on women).

So this book has got some great stuff.  It's more like a collection of blog entries, though they are very high-quality blog entries. That makes this a very hard book to review. Even more difficult because it contains 5 millions pictures of vaginas, which means I can't read it on the subway without getting paranoid that some creepy dude will read over my shoulder.

To boil water, the MED is 212°F (100°C) at standard air pressure. Boiled is boiled. Higher temperatures will not make it “more boiled.” Higher temperatures just consume more resources that could be used for something else more productive.

That's kind of how I feel about this book. A lot of it is devoted to hacking your body in ways I simply can't be bothered to do. At least he admits that this is a sort of smorgasboard reference-type of book. Pick the chapters you need and just read those.

For me, that's not too many chapters. "How to Hold Your Breath Longer Than Houdini" Why would I want to do things like this? Maybe I'm just lazy though.

I'd love to sleep less, but the polyphasic thing sounds like torture to me. The "Slow carb" diet he pushes is kind of gross to me. He seems to be under the misconception that you need to eat beans for some reason.

"Vegetables are not calorically dense"

Um, no shit?

"so it is critical that you add legumes for caloric load."

No, it's critical that you add fat for caloric load. It's clear people still get good results on his diet, but I think they would have better digestion and potentially eliminate autoimmune issues if they didn't bother with legumes.

BUT this book does feature some great foods: Kerrygold butter, raw milk, and grassfed beef for example. I think in 10 years maybe Tim's wife will civilize him and he'll come out with a book that has less powder, sugar-free Jello, Egg Beaters, and other things only single men consider edible.

MISTAKE #4: BELIEVING THAT YOU’LL COOK, ESPECIALLY IF YOU’RE A BACHELOR In a sentence: if you don’t normally cook, get canned and frozen food for the first few weeks. Don’t buy a bunch of food that requires cooking skills if you don’t have them. Don’t buy foods that spoil if you’ve never prepared a proper meal. Unfounded optimism will just result in rotten food and frustration.

How about getting married? Or even easier, taking a cooking class?

He's already starting to get it though:

Go fermented. Dr. Weston Price is famous for his studies of 12 traditional diets of near-disease-free indigenous communities spread around the globe. He found that the one common element was fermented foods, which were consumed daily. Cultural mainstays varied but included cheese, Japanese natto, kefir, kimchi (also spelled “kimchee”), sauerkraut, and fermented fish. Unsweetened plain yogurt and fermented kombucha tea are two additional choices. Fermented foods contain high levels of healthy bacteria and should be viewed as a mandatory piece of your dietary puzzle. I consume five forkfuls of sauerkraut each morning before breakfast and also add kimchi to almost all home-cooked meals.

And perhaps it might convince the general public that calories in=calories out is bunk? 

It wasn't until the end that I realize why so many young single men idolize Feriss: he's a nerd who's "made it." Hot women, buff body, tons of money. He can quote Dune and still have all these things. While I do worry he'll create a legion of wannabe Casanovas*, I'm happy he's warning men about the dangers of a modern lifestyle on their manhood and encouraging them to think about female orgasm from a technical perspective.

Also, it features two of my favorite bloggers Chris Masterjohn and Seth Roberts.

As for the bonus content...you have to hunt for passwords in the book? Talk about something I don't have time for.

*Honestly, if you want consistently good sex, a long term relationship/marriage is where you'll get it.

And this is the best review of the sex chapters ever:

I wanted to mention this in my initial review, but lacked the adequate time. The "15 Minute Orgasm" section is not nearly as enticing as it sounds. Basically, it's a trip to third base that is strange and just plain...ick. Ladies, picture a man grappling your lower body with his arms/legs pretzeled around your waist and thighs like he's wrestling a crocodile. Then, he uses his hands to spread your girl business open as if he's inspecting a large salmon fillet for stray bones. Now for the really sexy part: he uses his index finger to very gently stroke one tiny area of your little man in a boat for 15 minutes. That's all he does. FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES. Keep in mind, there's no other movement by either the male or female. Also, the woman shouldn't talk unless it's to answer specific questions. Why? Because women only talk during sex to distract themselves and not concentrate on enjoying it. Okaaaay. Thanks for the stereotype that we're all frigid and naturally inclined to deny ourselves any fun if it's left up to us. Hogwash.

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11/03/2010 - 21:27

I almost never post videos because I'm not such a fan of making them or even watching anything that doesn't involve silly cats. But I thought it might be an interesting format for a shoe review.

I took off my glasses because I hate them. Awkwardness and mispronouncing stuff is just part of the package :) In case you don't want to watch the video, the Footskins in question are these teepee boots.

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10/10/2010 - 18:11

It's funny because the whole evolutionary living community has so many sub-movements: evolutionary nutrition, barefoot running, natural movement, and crossfit to name a few. Interest in one often piques interest in another. I got into barefoot running through the paleo diet, but there are many people who did the opposite. 

The crossover for me was a reluctant one. I do not like to run, besides sprints. I was a competitive swimmer for most of my childhood and, like most swimmers, I did not take well to running. When I was on the rowing team I pushed myself very very hard to run medium distances because our coach would use our running ranking to stock boats. Plodding along the North Shore at the end of the pack for many tedious miles was my idea of misery.

When I started doing the paleo diet I heard about the overall benefits of using your feet the way they were evolved to move. I ditched all my high heels and started buying thin-soled shoes. Then when I started getting back in shape I bought Vibrams, but I didn't do much running in them. I did love the way they seemed to make my core more sculpted. Erwan's Movnat Workshop(my post on it) was the first time I ran in them seriously. We did some very challenging trail runs. They were tough, but the opposite of tedious. I had to pay attention to the trail constantly— adjusting myself to the flux of mangled branches or harrowing mosaics of sharp rocks. This was much more fun.

So I was a reluctant convert. When I heard about the NYC Barefoot Run planned by John Durant I was excited for the movement...but not really excited for running myself, especially since it was on pavement and I don't train on pavement. Only some nudging from friends made me register instead of only volunteer. I didn't run very fast or very far (I did a completely barefoot lap which mainly involved walking), but I had a blast and met some really cool people! Governor's Island was beautiful and it was exhilarating to see so many people who are into this! The funny part was that I went shopping at the New Amsterdam Market(MMM Lamb Sausage from Fleisher's) afterward and I saw several people with Vibrams. I asked if they had done the run and they didn't even know about it! Vibrams are clearly a shoe trend here.

And that's great, but I still see so many women in particular with shoes that are not only preventing their feet from working properly but actively damaging them. They are called high heels. I'm pretty lucky to work in an environment where high heels are pretty abnormal (well, there aren't very many women in my field...but that's another story). But unless you work in high fashion I truly doubt any of us would be fired for ditching them! Yes, I always liked the way they made me look, but they were the Snickers bar of fashion: tasty, but you feel terrible afterward. It's interesting because they possibly play on our evolutionary desires for women with prominent buttocks and long legs. I think of Kessler's book The End of Overeating where he talks about "hyper-palatability." Snickers bars contain nutrients we evolved to desire for good reasons, but in amounts not found in nature. Our natural desires cause us to harm ourselves. Anyway, trust me, there are other ways to be sexy. My favorite is to eat paleo so your skin is clear, your hair shiny, and your body sculpted :)

So what do I wear? Until quite recently I made very little money and couldn't afford anything like Terra Plana's Vivo Barefoot shoes. Vibrams are great, but I personally don't like the enough to wear them constantly and the ones that are really nice to wear in non-running situations are fairly pricey. I would go to thrift or discount stores and look for the shoes with the thinnest and most flexible soles. For winter I found some moccasin boots and for summer I found some gladiator sandals, both at Payless Shoes. Both were unfortunately synthetic, but they were reasonably stylish and affordable. I also had some nice flex-soed loafers and ballet flats left over from my anti-high-heel shoe purge.

Now that I have a decent income, I am investing in some leather moccasins. I'm looking at different brands right now and I'll report back with what I find (I ordered some Footskins today, sorry, Softstars weren't feminine enough for me :) I'm willing to ditch the high heels, but I still like looking medium-girly.). Good leather moccasins should last a long time, so I think they are a good investment. Eventually if I get into hunting I'd like to make my own from deerskin. Have any of you found good moccasins? I wore Minnetonka growing up, but I don't like the soles of the ones I saw at the store. And I thought it was cool that the Footskins are made of deerskin in the USA. They also do custom shoes, which might be an interesting option in the future.

Joe, who I met at the run today, was telling me how many moccasins are modernized for fashion's sake and still compress the toes. I think of these Sami (a native people from Scandinavia) shoes:

Look how boxy the toes are. That's more freedom for the toes. Inuit shoes are fairly similar in this way.

09/20/2010 - 16:19

Since we know that exercise is not about weight-loss, but about a life-long health-building habit, it's important to find an exercise that you like. Dance is probably one of the oldest forms of "exercise." Most tribes use it in both religious and mating rituals. Unfortunately, it's hard to know what kind of dance ancient humans practiced since they didn't have Youtube back then. Contemporary anthropologists have recorded instances of tribes dancing all night without food or drink. Sounds familiar.

Ancient tribal dance

I like dance because I love dance music and also because there are so many forms that I can chose from. For example, flexibility and upper-body strength are two of my main concerns lately. Luckily my roommate got something hilarious in her room: a "pole dancing" pole (let's get real, everyone calls i. Haha, no, neither of us make money this way, though it is very sexy. Since it's already there in our apartment I said...why not?

It is very very very difficult. The level of strength and endurance required are pretty astounding. And to really get decent you need to do these super difficult static-holds. Some of them remind me of the stuff we did in my Movnat seminar and are similarly hard on the skin on the back of my knee. Here is a good example of a static hold:

The clothed pole-dancing sport has gained in popularity recently and NYC has several teams and studios with classes. I've also done belly dance, but I really prefer the upper body benefits of pole-dancing.

Pros: Fun, builds ALL your muscles, possible source of income if you get laid off ;)

Cons: Slightly seedy? Cost of equipment ranges from $100-$200.

07/26/2010 - 19:39

What if I told you there was something relative simple that could possibly make your taller, better looking, and less likely to suffer from sports injuries or joint pain? You probably wouldn't believe me, but there is and when I heard about it I couldn't believe I didn't think of it before.

When you look at pictures of hunter-gatherers and others living a traditional lifestyle, what you see depends on what you are looking for. To most Americans they just seem vaguely fit, but there is something more going on here. Physical therapist Esther Gokhale was looking for why so many modern humans suffer from back pain, but traditional cultures don't despite the fact that they often perform very laborious work. Esther noticed that they carried themselves differently and also noticed from old Western pictures that this used to be the norm. Now we are a nation of sloucher and it not only affects our back and our look, but internal organs as well.

This was a wake up call for me. As a former gymnast, I once had what I thought was decent posture, but over the years I've definitely developed the dreaded slouch by hunching at the computer. Last winter I suffered from awful upper back pain, which required a visit to a chiropractor. Thankfully it hasn't returned, but I've been on the lookout for something that could prevent an issue like that. Chris from Modern Paleo and Nick from Paleo DC raved about Esther, so I bought her book 8 Steps to a Pain Free Back. I've only completed one of the steps and already my physical wellness after a day of computer work is much improved. Another thing I noticed is that my mood is better. A day of hunching= a night of fatigue for me.

What's really cool about the book are the pictures of hunter-gatherers and agrarian peoples like the man above. It's interesting because she posits a theory that humans need to learn correct posture from parents and other elders. While that might seem counter-intuitive, it makes sense to me since I've read about ape populations losing important survival skills like this with domestication, especially if a zoo population is built out of orphans. 

So I'm definitely excited about this book and look forward to posting about my results. At the tech conf this weekend I started noticing how bad the posture problem is. Food is an issue, but disease of civilization are multi-factorial.

 

07/11/2010 - 14:01

“245 unread messages” my Blackberry tolled. I had turned the dreaded workhorse on after a week, dreading its weary proclamations. How I had cherished the days without glaring at its tiny, but unforgiving screen. My camping backpack laid heavily on my shoulders- a double bagged bolus of sulphur-reeking Vibrams and muddy bathing suits. I suspected getting the smell out of the Vibrams would require elaborate chemical warfare. 

My arms and legs were covered with gashs, nicks, tears, welts, and oddly shaped bruises. Flecks of mud clung stubbornly to my nails.

What the hell had I been doing?

I had that exact thought on Tuesday, after arriving in West Virginia for a Movnat Reawakening workshop with Erwan Le Corre. After a morning of swinging in branches, lifting heavy logs, and jumping across planks, Erwan had told us we would run to Summerville lake- a “mere” 2.5 miles. The woods looked pleasant and inviting; the path a mild compression of soft soil. But that was just the beginning- soon the pleasant woodlands turned into what seemed like an untamed jungle. Vibrams stubbed on slippery rocks, legs were menaced by nettles and poison-ivy, and at several points the group was pursued by angry hornets. I questioned my choice of Vibrams (why oh why did I not buy KSOs to spare myself the lumps of dead leaves embedded in my now-soggy shoes?), Erwan's grasp of American measurements (could this really be two and a half miles?), and my own presence at the seminar. My back ached and my legs throbbed with intense stinging pain. Erwan sprinted ahead, sporting muscles in places I didn't know existed. What sort of brutal Tropical Thunder-like boot camp had I inadvertently subjected myself to?

Soon, feet and legs smarting with various wounds, we reached the white rocks surrounding Summerville. Simmering in the late afternoon heat, I quickly disrobed and dove in, expecting a bracing coldness- but I was pleasantly surprised by the lake's generous warmth. I soon forgot my disdain for the Metric system and any muscle pain as I swam like a small dolphin among the rocks and branches lining the lake. I was like a child again- a selkie meant for the water. I couldn't help but remember my childhood in Georgia, playing Sharks and Minnows at the Meadowgrove pool. I would dive deep beneath the water, holding my breath as I butterfly-kicked away from the "sharks." But I didn't particularly care about winning- being a predator was probably more fun anyway. 

Suddenly I remembered why I was here- I was reawakening the kid I had killed. The young girl from Georgia with skinny colt legs who had too much time on her hands because she finished her homeschooling workbooks early. She rolled across the mossy knolls in her backyard, swinging herself into dogwood and maple trees, jumping across the muddy creek, feeling the warm sun draw freckles upon her bare shoulders. I killed her. I sat her upon a chair and made her pale and wan, her arms atrophy, her mood grow short-tempered as she stared for hours and hours upon a glowing rectangular screen.

The paleo diet had fixed so much of the problems that plagued me, but it was so easy for me to dismiss exercise. After all- in New York I felt I got enough exercise jumping across disgusting fetid street-puddles (god forbid my expensive Vigrams touch those…) and carrying loads of meat from the inconveniently-located grocery stores that are a feature of city life. I had lost weight without really focusing much on exercise…going outside for 15 minutes for lunch was enough…right?

It says a lot that I viewed exercise as a mere means to an end.

I had met Erwan in New York City, not long after moving there and falling into a cycle of eating paleo, but not really living paleo. John Durant, the other organizer of Eating Paleo in NYC had attended one of his fitness seminars in Mexico and had hosted Erwan on several visits to New York. While they pounded the pavement shirtless and barefoot early on the morning on what was certainly the coldest and most miserable day of the winter. My alarm clock rang, but I looked at the blizzard out the window and pressed snooze. A few weeks later they effortlessly glimmered shirtless and muscular against the glare of the snow in several full-page spreads in Nordic magazines. For these men, exercise was not about weight, but about being human.

During that winter I experienced a realization that the life I was living, despite my immaculate paleo diet, was simply incompatible with being a human being. The silent sepulchral commute, the dreary isolation of my work, the fatigue that assaulted me as I climbed the stairs to my closet-like apartment. No amount of wild salmon and pampered grass-fed beef could make up for this life.

There is an ample body of evidence that it was not just what our ancestors ate, but how they lived that accounted for their lack of “diseases of civilization.” There is certainly just as much evidence that an antisocial stressful life is as bad as a ladle full of high-fructose corn syrup.

I wanted to not just eat like a human now, but live like one. As I swung my leg up upon a rough branch, struggling mightily to push myself up, the pressure on the back of the delicate skin behind my knee reminded me of a dogwood I had climbed as a child. I remembered how it scratched me sharply, but how happy I was to clear the ground and dangle my feet merrily high above my mother's bright pink azalea flowers. It was easy then, I thought, as I dropped to the ground in failure.

I would wander about the neighborhood for hours, probably illegally trespassing in the yards of several dozen neighbors and coming home with my legs as beat up as they were now.

Rocks, logs, sticks, stones, water were now imprinted into my skin. Strangely, it didn't hurt. I was too busy being social and eating amazing paleo meals with Erwan, our other coach Vic, our chef Allie, and the other awesome participants. It was actually a fairly diverse group- men and women spanning decades. Despite this being Erwan's lower level workshop, most of us were in fairly decent shape and had at least broken in one pair of Vibrams or other thin-soled shoes. I imagine the week would have been more painful if I were completely unused to using my feet, but even so, my poor little toes were cramped from the workouts we did. Doing trails in a manicured park doesn't really prepare your feet for dashing through thousands of tiny pebbles and scrambling up boulders. I was very impressed with the vertical performance of my shoes. Vibrams are a no-go on a commercial rock climbing wall unless you enjoy putting all your weight on one toe…but here they provided the perfect amount of traction even right out of water.

All the meals were classically paleo- without salt, coffee, or dairy, which are holdouts for me. It was good to go a week without them- it definitely made me reconsider dairy and helped me finally kick out coffee. My stomach felt better and my energy level was not impacted. However, some participants who had never done paleo before reported feeling fatigued.

It's funny because a few months ago I wrote about my indoor container garden once. I didn't write about it again because let's just say some plants didn't do so well. I transplanted the survivors to outdoor containers and now some of my plants are ginormous. Just like fertilizer and windows were no substitute for the sun upon their leaves, vitamin D supplements and lamps are no substitute for the sun upon my shoulders. I feel like I'm opening a whole new chapter in my journey towards a happy, healthy…and humane life. Movnat was a great stepping stone and I definitely recommend checking Erwan's workshops out!

Exercise isn’t a way to “get in shape” or get Vitamin D. Moving is about being a human animal...

 

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