Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Health and Fitness.

I workout in the gym near to my office. There you see some people running in the treadmill as if they are angry at their own body. Then there are some ladies who walk in the treadmill in 1 mile/hour speed, even slower than their normal walk, all the time reading Cosmopolitan, People and other similar magazines. The other day the lady next to my treadmill was reading “10 crazy things you can do to improve your sex life” and commenting about it to the lady other side, who is also walking in ‘negative’ speed. In the locker room, men walk around naked. I am afraid some of them are gays! But overall, I like the gym, it gives me a sense of fitness after each workout. I started out in August with a high intensity workout thinking that I could lose 5 pounds in one day. Eventually (in few days!), I learned to agree with the reality that the pounds I have gained in past many years is not that easy to shed off. But more than the weight lose, it gives me a healthy feeling which is worth the pain.

The other day I told my wife that the reason I work out is to sweat, which is a ‘commandment’ of God. God told Adam: "By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food". My job is working on the computer and no matter how aggressive I type on the keyboard or move my mouse I wouldn’t sweat. So I take a break and go to gym, do some workout to sweat. She thought I was crazy.

I remember reading a book called Maker’s Diet, written by Jordan Rubin. This book was highly promoted by TBN and during those days my wife and I were huge TBN addicts. We watched TBN as if it was a ‘holy’ thing to do. We ended up buying this book and read it eagerly. In the book, the author tries to extract eating principles from Bible and provide a diet plan for everybody to follow. For example, in the Book of Leviticus God gives the dietary laws and said not to eat shell fish. So as per Jordan, it’s better not to eat shell fish such as Shrimp etc. He is not promoting it as a legalistic thing, but as a good thing for health.

We both stopped eating shell fish, pork and inorganic meat and poultry; and started buying organic milk, yogurt, fruits etc. Our grocery bill went through the roof. Since John the Baptist ate wild honey, we too bought raw, unprocessed honey from health store. Bread without yeast, and everything organic etc are few other suggestions by the author.

Later on, we have come to a realization that unless we grow everything in our own farm, we can't afford these. We eventually gave up and returned to 'normalcy' (Well, I don't know what is normalcy). By the way, I felt so good while following this diet but it was very expensive. I am left with no other option than eating all the processed, chemically modified junk food, because that's cheap.

My ideal place to live is a farm. And grow everything we need there including vegetables, fruits, birds and animals. Running in the open air would be a great, refreshing workout. Riding a horse through the unpaved farm trails would be adventurous. I love the sound of crickets in the night. I am naturally drawn to earth, it's smell and it's beauty and wildness. I am looking forward for that day to come...


Leonard said...

For a long time I've harbored the farmer dream also, makes ya wonder.

RJW said...

C'mon, guys!

You don't seriously think we slaughter our own food or grow it do you? :)

It comes from the grocery store just like yours... just as full of preservatives.

We just see it on the hoof first. :)

I don't know of anyone who has "hog killings" any more or who grows their own food. Who has that kind of time?

The days of keeping a few chickens, cows, pigs, and a garden, etc. are over for farmers. That would be a hobby outside of your full-time job. Our guys work 70-80 hr. weeks sometimes. Farming is not as "romantic' as it seems. It's hot or cold, dirty, stinky, and can be monotonous. Try 15 hrs. straight on a tractor plowing. We have people who will come to work in the hog houses and leave for lunch and NEVER come back! Too stinky!

Yes, we are blessed to live on a farm; it's beautiful, buuuut...when the cows are out in the middle of the night, or there is a drought, or a hurricane, or something breaks down (something ALWAYS breaks down) it is still a JOB, with all the inherent frustrations of any job. Just not in an air-conditioned office. :)

Well, I get to be in the office; lucky me!

Bino M. said...

I wasn't saying it's easy and I had no commercial farming in mind. As being raised in a farmer's home, I know the tough work involved and the uncertainties of weather etc. Back then it wasn't industrialized like today so my Dad used oxen to plow.

But the fact what attracts me is the closeness we can have to the natural habitat of earth. I am not an earth worshiper, but I believe there is something in us connects us to earth, mud etc.

BTW, back home we slaughter our own chicken, milk our cows, eat the eggs laid by our chicken. Everything was pretty much organic except few things we had to buy (some vegetables and fruits).

Anyways, I understand the hard work involved but I think there is something sweet about it and I like it. I don't mind to shed some sweat.

RJW said...

Oh... Bino, I didn't think you were dissing us; I just think most people tend to romanticize farming. :) Nor did I intend to give offense; sorry.

I don't know anyone who lives like your parents. We are all caught up in the "rat race." :) My grandparents lived that way but in today's society it would be difficult to support your family that way, wouldn't it? We are all caught up in saving for braces and college, etc. Each generation wants the next to have more: more education, more opportunities, more...

We know a young man who is first generation American; his parents are Costa Rican. He is very much like you; he loves nature and outdoors. We encouraged him to go to college and he is studying to be a zoologist and work with animals. I think other cultures are much closer to the earth; Americans are very industrialized and very wasteful as a society in general. We are so blessed to not work for "survival" but to purchase what we need off of a shelf. We have WAY MORE than we need to survive.

Bino, I enjoy your love of nature and once again I'm sorry if I sounded thoughtless. :)

Sometimes I forget how blessed we are to see the animals and crops right outside our window. Not everyone has that. (Not everyone wants that!) :)

Leonard said...

So there I was, wearing my tattered straw hat, corn cob pipe cupped in my hand, sporting the belt buckle I'd won at the county fairs manure shoveling contest, it was a beauty and the size of a garbage can lid . I had just meandered over to the fence line to jaw with my neighbor Bino, who shielded his eyes from the afternoon sun reflecting off my belt buckle, a slight scowl played on his face for a moment, he said it was the sun but I new he'd harbored a spot of a grudge for being bested by me and coming in second place taking home only a ribbon for his efforts.

We approached the fence simultaneously from opposite directions, each resting a foot on the bottom rung only this time we mounted it off sides from each other, we were still nursing the knots on our foreheads from our last visit.

Bino surveyed my field, white for harvest, Graciously remarking at how well my crop of pop tarts were looking this year. Sweeping my fore arm about his field I said how he must be mighty pleased with the potential tater tot harvest and guessed aloud a 50 bushel per acre yield, 60 he said with a grin, did a test pick last week when you were in town getting you chickens shoed.

Bino say's I, what do ya think doc Henderson will charge me to transplant some of that hair I've got growing in my garden yonder, to my noggin here. Just as he opened his mouth to answer a ruckus burst forth from the barn. I woke from the dream to hear the in mail tone and find that Jamie had arrived with a large dose of reality served up with a side of been there done that, then I died just a little more on the inside and went upstairs to finish prepping the 3 doors Id been working on for new paint.

kidding aside thanks to all the farmers for their hard work and sacrifice.

RJW said...

Well, drat; I said I was sorry! :)

Bino, I shall post you a picture to make it up to you, OK?? :)

Bino M. said...


LOL! That was funny!

But, like you said, I too appreciate all the farmers for their hard work. If it weren't them, we wouldn't be eating all those good stuff.

Thank you for giving me little bit more sense of reality. Sometimes when we dream we don't dream realities :). Also, I am not familiar with American farming at all.

Waiting for the picture... :)

jul said...

Obviously, oh so obviously, you need to move to Canada, specifically east coast...if you get the cow, I promise to help you milk it and take care of it when you want to vacation. And you can have fresh eggs and hopefully nice homegrown chicken from us!

But apart from that, do you have any local farmer markets? It isn't always more expensive (at least not terribly so) to eat better. We currently eat semi-healthy...hehe...but I too am loving the gym, though I wonder if while I'm grinning away listening to great grace preaching or worship others might be keeping a safe distance from me.

Bino M. said...

Jul - Yes, we do have local farm markets (I live in Michigan, so it's seasonal), and we visit the place once in a while. In the grocery stores, for whatever there is a 'USDA Organic' seal, it's triple the price. After reading the way they process food etc, my wife and I became kind of conscious of what we eat. We tend to eat healthy but you know, the kids always like it unhealthy - talk about donuts, pizza, fried food etc :)