I feel fantastic pretty much all of the time. As crazy as it first sounded to me, I think a lot has to do with being on the Carnivore diet.
My mind has a level of clarity I’ve never had before. My fitness, endurance, energy level and strength are through the roof.
I am almost never upset, anxious or worried. About anything.
There’s plenty to worry about – politics, money, social strife, Covid and the constant reporting of doom and gloom news.
And yet, I am able to keep things in perspective. I’m not looking forward to getting Covid even though I expect I eventually will.
It’s just that I am focused every day on today and usually on “right now” or the immediate future – thinking about my next meal, drumming, sewing, walking the dog or my next project.
I taught myself how to shorten the sleeves of all of my shirts and jackets. That’s a topic for a future post. Suffice it to say, I have short arms like a T-Rex (or Ceelo Greene) and for the first time in my life, I don’t have to roll up any of my long sleeves.
Drumming is going gangbusters. I am progressing into other worlds here.
Same with exercise and fitness. I am doing things previously unimaginable.
When my wife was dying and I was falling apart, she said to me, “You should do whatever you need to do to be happy.”
I wanted to die.
I never thought I’d be happy again.
I certainly didn’t imagine the twists and turns that led me to where I am today – a loner, solo home owner, retired on a shoestring, in Raleigh, living a remarkably isolated life by choice as well as the Covid pandemic.
But you know what? I am doing what makes me happy – I exercise a lot. I swim. I drum. I learn new skills. I walk for hours a day with Wiggles. I eat a super strict diet and spend most of my time engaged in satisfying solo activities.
Thank you Ellen, for giving me your blessing to get here. I miss you and I’ll see you in my dreams.