A Way of Life Has No Finish Line
Mark’s Daily Apple
by Mark Sisson: 100
Days of Change – My Transformation Story
I have wanted to write my own success story of my life on the Primal
Blueprint diet ever since I reaped the initial benefits only three
days into the commitment, but I was waiting until I had finished
my goals. Its now been more than nine months since my adventure
into the Primal lifestyle began, and I have begun to realize that
there really is no finish line in personal wellness and contentment.
This has become a way of life, and one can always improve oneself.
Mark said it best about the Primal Blueprint diet: This is
not the most ripped contest.
From the age of 6, I was a very active child and an especially
athletic one. I joined my first competitive swim team that year
and it became the focus of my life for the next 12 years. Swimming
for five to ten times a week in competitive training kept me extremely
fit and health never crossed my mind as I had not an ounce of visible
fat anywhere on my body. Keep in mind, though, I was never very
cut or ripped either.
I grew up in the south, and my diet reflected the region: lots
of meat, chicken fried steak, lots of potatoes and corn, etc. I
had sit down family meals with freshly cooked dinners most nights,
so in my opinion everything at my dinner table could be considered
healthy, because hey, at least I wasnt eating
fast food, right? I ate a lot at meals, with heaping amounts of
white gravy poured over meat and potatoes, to the point that I had
to lay down after each meal.
By the time I was in 7th grade, I had picked up long distance running
and joined the cross-country team, in addition to being on the swim
team. A normal day for me consisted of 1.5 hour swim practice before
school, 5-7 mile run after school, then a 2 hour swim practice after
that. Like Michael Phelps, I had to consume massive amounts of calories
in order to even maintain my small weight of 145 lbs. (I am 510.)
My mom was unable to cook enough to meet my caloric needs, so I
turned to eating quick frozen foods between meals. I could easily
eat four Hot Pockets at a time, more than once a day in addition
to my regular meals. Things started to change for me when we moved.
In 9th grade we moved to Michigan, where I continued my athletic
and eating frenzy. Now, I dont want to say that Michiganders
are more unhealthy than southerners, as I have no proof of this,
but the city suburban life coaxed me into eating more and more fast
food and frozen/boxed meals at this age. This is where my problems
began. By 16, I started to have excruciating bouts of heartburn
after every meal. It was so terrible that I would have to lie on
my side for half an hour after each meal with my eyes closed (a
nurse told me this helps put the esophagus in a neutral position).
This continued untreated for several years, until I was about to
graduate high school. By the time I graduated, I had horrible stomach
pains, diarrhea and indigestion, in addition to the heartburn after
every meal, every day.
After weeks of tests, I found out that I had inexplicably become
lactose intolerant, literally overnight; in addition I had two of
the three markers for celiac disease. The doctor said it was not
enough to be conclusive, and that I likely didnt have gluten
intolerance. So I was sent on my way with a high-powered medicine
for my heartburn and a new ban on dairy products. What happens when
you tell an 18-year-old that they have no problem with gluten and
that they can take a pill for the pain instead of changing food
choices? They start eating worse!
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