A Motivation I Haven’t Written About
There's a motivation underlying my food & fitness obsession I've not written about. My mom, aged 67, is a Type 2 diabetic. I intend for her to be around for a good long while, and so far as I have witnessed, the "help" she was getting from the medical establishment -- whom she paid to treat her -- is beyond malpractice; but I'll refrain from telling you what I really think. There's lots of anecdotes I could tell; like how I sent her to my personal trainer to do resistance training, and then how just two weeks ago I showed up at her house for the 66th birthday party to see her backyard sporting about 25 new large plants of various things for the spring. Each one had come in a 5-gallon pot, for which she had dug all the holes herself. Said she wasn't even sore afterwards. She was diagnosed some years ago, was put on oral medication, given diet recommendations, regular checkups and so on. But there was considerable confusion about what she ought to eat. And I don't think she was ever admonished to increase her lean muscle mass. She was aware of the low-carb advice, but...