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Here’s some of the Justice League travelling through time. Take some time to visit Hamilton Ontario, not the steel town it once was.

A yoga teacher friend and entrepreneur wrote an article referencing the Mutant Diet. Check it out in Overcome an Epic Fail + New Intuitive Program. For my part, I have concluded that Dieting and Time Management should be a thing. Case in Point: I left work yesterday about 4:15, took the bus due to the gout. It was raining. I walked over to the bike shop and retrieved the repaired bike. Raining harder. Rode 2 km home.

I was soaked and all gritty from gravel in the park. I had to inspect and pump up the tires of my son’s bike (bike camp next week). By the time I had done that, de-gritted, hung soaked clothes and realized I could not do karate. I was hungry. Salad was to be made, but I realized that I had to call my mother and sister back east. So, I did that and realized, when done, I had 24 minutes before a Strata Council meeting at which I had direct responsibilities.

Enter food crisis. Do I wait until the meeting to eat? I can’t make the salad in time. Bad idea. I might kill someone. So, I cook up scrambled eggs and take from my stash of frozen pre-cooked bacon and make it to the meeting. Catherine makes the salad and I eat it after. About 9:30 PM. It tasted great. Phew. Diet preserved; lives saved.

One thing the fitness/diet industry has to take into account is that the time to make the right food is not easily arranged. Throwaway statements like “if it’s important to you, you make the time” are not helpful. And, if I could actually create time, whoa, that’d be cool.

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This is Zatanna. My son picked this comic. With Harley Quinn. Then he complains there’s too much partial nudity.

Today’s entry begins an important safety tip: yoga class is much harder with gout. You’d be amazed at how often one uses your big toe in yoga. I’ve collected nuggets of advice that you hear related to dieting. And, perhaps to your dismay, I’m going to question them. 1. “You should drink 8 glasses of water per day.” Where France does that come from? Is it bad if you drink more than that on hot days? Will your bladder disintegrate if you do? 2. “Weight loss is 80% diet and 20% exercise.” Sometimes it’s 85/15. The math is weird here. 80% of what? For every pound lost, you can’t extract the diet part. Plus, where did this come from? If you eat very little and sit on the couch, the weight loss will be different than if you eat a bit more and exercise a little. 3. “Don’t eat after 8 PM.” That leaves the French out. Plus what if you’re stuck in a commute and you don’t get home until 7:45? Obviously Häagen Dazs at 11 PM sure isn’t going to help. 4. “Don’t eat more than the size of your hand.” This one is perplexing because how is that related to anything? Also, it depends how many pancakes you pile on your hand. I prefer Miss Piggy’s advice “Never eat more than you can lift.” 5. “Watch the calories.” This is a) impossible and b) what is a calorie anyway? Not all calories are the same. 500 calories at McDonald’s is not the same as 500 calories at The Naam, a Vancouver vegetarian restaurant. Here’s the dictionary definition of calorie.

1 a : the amount of heat required at a pressure of one atmosphere to raise the temperature of one gram of water one degree Celsius that is equal to about 4.19 joules —abbreviation cal —called also gram calorie, small calorie b : the amount of heat required to raise the temperature of one kilogram of water one degree Celsius : 1000 gram calories or 3.968 Btu —abbreviation Cal —called also large calorie

2 a : a unit equivalent to the large calorie expressing heat-producing or energy-producing value in food when oxidized in the body b : an amount of food having an energy-producing value of one large calorie

So, what does this have to do with food? Well I looked that up and he’s what Scientific American had.

The original method used to determine the number of kcals in a given food directly measured the energy it produced. The food was placed in a sealed container surrounded by water–an apparatus known as a bomb calorimeter. The food was completely burned and the resulting rise in water temperature was measured.

OK. So I don’t think the process in my stomach is like that. Except maybe with spicy Indian food.

Any diet comments or advice you hate? Leave it in the comments section.

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I have this one. I was looking for a monster image and thought of it. For fun check out this new Granville Island article I wrote.

Blessedly the gout has let up. Not gone but I now don’t walk any funnier than usual. It sure shows in the step counter when you take the bus both ways. The carb battle was better last night. I had greens in sufficient quantity and some raspberries stopped me from hitting the bag of chips. Today will be a challenge because I did not feel well enough last night to cook before bed. (The anti-inflammatory has upset the innards, which is odd because I don’t remember it doing that last time I had gout.) So today is the mine field of buying fast food lunch in a North American city where the motto is, “Can I provide you with 900% of your daily carbohydrate intake with that miniscule piece of protein and tasteless vegetable matter for only $15?”

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I like it when Spider-man and Deadpool verbally spar. Outdoor Vancouver Art is here.

This morning. Gout. The right foot’s big toe joint is always touchy since 2013 when an antibiotic triggered the first and worst bout of gout. Today it was making walking difficult. So time for the real anti-inflammatory. Yesterday, food-wise, was not so perfect. I tried to keep the intake during the day yesterday to something sensible, but after walking home, then walking over to the bike shop to arrange for a new wheel for the bike, and then walking home led me to a very hungry state. I quickly made bacon and eggs. Cath and Tim had not eaten as they’d been cleaning and organizing all day. So I took them to Vera’s Burger Shack. I ate again, but a few fries were consumed. I was totally strung out. The lesson is to be better prepared before dinner time. I have recruited C & T to do some supply shopping for me today

BTW, when I weighed in yesterday I was still at my 288 that I registered on June 28 — this despite beer and treats on the long weekend.

Hopefully today will be more balanced. Especially if the anti-inflammatory works.

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This comes from the New 52. I really enjoyed when Batman, upon first meeting Green Lantern, simply stole the ring from GL. Please see a new article on TravelInBC.com

Yes, Plan B. This will be followed a little later by Plan C. I estimate up to 26 plans. Because, seriously, Plan Z1 just sounds stupid.

For those of you who have followed the April/May/June lard removal voyage will recall that on June 29, 2016 I was disappointed with the weight loss. I was happy with the change to strength, loss of inches around the middle and the squaring off of the shoulders. And, the support of people who’ve followed this has been wonderful.

However, that still leaves 38 pounds of lard that need converting to muscle or matter that needs to go down the drain.

After my existential horror-yell on the 28th of June, some beer, deep yoga breathing and reviewing the files on the Mutant Diet, I realized that I did not carry out one of my intentions. I had intended to remove all overt carbs, specifically wheat, corn, rice and potato. In reality I only removed the wheat, which was great. I wondered why I did not do the original intention and I figure that the cravings for refined carbs were overpowering anything resembling common sense and the three-month time period was too daunting.

Therefore the plan now is to remove the 4 Horsemen of the Lardapocalypse (wheat, corn, rice and potato) and truly do the meat and vegetable route, but only for 12 days. I feel that is do-able. There’s also a practical reason. We travel on July 18 so the process becomes quickly impractical. 12 days, coupled with normal workout activity, should show if such a change has an impact on the scale.

Also, after the 92-day Mutant Diet, I felt like I had restored a vintage car only to drive it as far as the end of the driveway.

It’s time to see what this baby can do.

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