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This journey is almost two-thirds done. Although, I can tell you right now, it hasn’t been much of a journey.

It’s been pretty uneventful really, and I’m having trouble remembering exactly what it was I used to eat 19 days ago besides meat. Meat is pretty much synonymous with food at this point. What can I say?

Induction symptoms are more or less over. Sleep has gotten better, dark coloration appears to be lifting from underneath my eyes, my pulse has slowed back down, I can exercise without feeling like fainting, etc.

Before I started I thought this would be some kind of challenge. This has been no challenge. In fact, it’s like normal eating and cooking only it takes less time to make and a couple extra minutes to chew.

People envision having to eat a repetitive diet like this as being some kind of torture requiring willpower. If it did, I would not be on Day 19. I wouldn’t have made it this far. I have as much willpower as a Labrador Retriever in front of a slice of triple decker Pizza Hut pizza (I used to feed these to my dog, god rest her ravenous, hyperinsulinemic soul).

My desire to eat something other than meat is nil. My attitude about eating meat is indifferent. I feel the same way about food and eating right now as a I do about trimming my toenails ? sure, I don’t mind doing it if it needs to be done. I have to check the time regularly to make sure I’m getting some food in me. Last night, for the 2nd night in a row, I forgot to eat until 9:30pm. Time flies when you’re not watching the clock to see if it’s late enough to eat dinner yet!

Obsessed with food and can’t imagine eating such a boring, monotonous diet? Think you ?could never do that?? I’ll tell you right now you are probably dead wrong about that, and keep in mind this is coming from a former chef that worked at virtually the pinnacle of the culinary industry. I love food, obsessed with it in fact, or at least the old me did. Now I realize it ain’t such a big deal. On the other side of that coin, I think I could develop a very potent theory linking hyperinsulinemia to Food Network ratings. Seriously. How else could people bear watching hideous creatures like Mario and Emeril touch other people’s food? You’d have to be really chronically hungry to watch that and not get nauseous. I’m kidding, I’m kidding, take it easy.

What I can’t get over is the pain and suffering of starvation that I endured to the point of insanity, knowing that this could have been completely avoided (see Wind River Diet). Seriously, on my starvation experiment I could have brought 30 pounds of pemmican to snack on and 20 pounds of ghee to go with my trout. It would have weighed the exact same as the 42 pounds of oats and cornmeal and 8 pounds of fat that I brought but given me way more calories and complete freedom from hunger. It would have taken up way less space in my backpack as well. I could have brought 4 pounds less fuel. I wouldn’t have shivered in my tent until 4am every night, sleepless, thinking about Emeril, Krispy Kremes, and beer instead of scantily-clad women like I’m supposed to. I wouldn’t have gone completely crazy, or become temporarily asexual, or woken up to a pillow covered with fallen hair for months, or began eating a half pound of dark chocolate per day with 20 mini Snickers on the side.

Things that make ya? go Doh!

So yeah, I’ve tried to be as skeptical as I could be going into this, but at this point the forecast is:

Carnivorism is awesome.

It certainly has great potential as a therapy for those with compulsive eating behavior, addictions, hyperinsulinemia, obesity, inflammatory bowel disorders, and other stuff ? although I do feel like people should be very well-educated about the pitfalls and do their best to monitor their health throughout.

Anyway?

Breakfast: 15 shrimp scrambled with 3 eggs and 3T butter

Lunch: 9 ounces fatty ribeye, extra pan-drippings, with 2 ounces cheddar cheese

Dinner: 5 ounces fatty ribeye with 3 ounces cheddar cheese