The Internalized Caveman

Dear Paleo community:

I’ve become a little bored with you.  But let it be known that it’s not you, it’s me.  And this is a good thing; we’re entering a new chapter in both of our lives, and I just feel like I’ve grown up.  Matured.  Don’t take it personally.

All love,

Nick

Joking aside, yes, the honeymoon period of clean eating and relentless workouts has come and gone.  I find myself merely skimming the enormous volume of blog posts related to food, fitness, and all things lifestyle.  Why? Well, for starters, I’m a bit of an ADD child mixed with intense focus.  So an ADD child with too much Ritalin.  I have simply done the paleo thing to death, and have – for the most part – achieved the goals that I set out to accomplish.  I’m fit, yes.  But I think that I’ve also touched the lives of those closest to me with the way that I’ve conducted gone about changing my own life.  That’s what was important to me, and a dominating reason why I started to blog the way I did.

Second, the paleo/primal lifestyle has become an internalized part of me.  I think that given enough time you, too, my dear readers, will find this true, as well.  And it’s a good thing.  Embrace it.  You are now a caveman, keep on … caving.  Cooking for me has always been like experimental jazz in the kitchen – experimenting within the rules and flavour dimensions of a paleo diet is nothing to write home about for me.  And I’ve always been an intense man in the gym, so there was not much of a paradigm shift in the way that we should exercise.

What’s my latest passion?  (I do have passions outside of those mentioned on the blog).  Well, I’m really feeling a music kick recently.  I’ve always been a musical child, and the urge to create just bubbles up sometimes.  Now, that creative urge comes out in often misguided ways – all the poems, unfinished short stories, and songs I’ve written are a testament to that.  But music … man, that’s just something that feels right.  It’s why I was in the band in high school.  Why I did musical theatre.  Why I decided, randomly, to pick up a harmonica and groove prison-blues style.  The guitar was picked up when I got to university (for the ladies), and has culminated in my fascination for bass.  I often have odd urges to try something new – “how about get Dad to teach me violin?”  and “piano just seems so versatile” – but that’s just my overactive brain.  Well, I’ve pinpointed the something in the interim period between school and job to keep me sane, other than family time.

So I’ll leave you with a few paleo and off-topic food for thought.

• I just tried some planche progressions simply to see if I could do them.  By the power of Greyskull, have I improved!  Rocked out something that I couldn’t previously do even in 2 years of idly training planche while doing parkour.  Try it.
• Listen to some groovy music tonight.  I’m digging the latest Foals album, Death Cab for Cutie, and Incubus.  Mmmm, music makes the studying rock by.
• Yes, I will still be posting about paleo stuff … just after the great limbo that is the exam period.

Vi sees.

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