Not to keep on harping on the whole nuclear fission thing, but two weeks ago, I paid a visit to Bomb City, and it was a really cool place. Situated in the Llano Estacado, it's arid high plains country, reliant upon the Ogalalla aquifer for water, and so ultimately doomed, right? Or is it?
Thing is, if global warming follows projections, West Texas and the surrounds become even more arid, looking more like the southern neighbor of Chihuahua, and that's doom, right? I mean, a man would have to be kind of crazy to leave the lush plenty of Chicago to live down there, right?
Well, that's not really what I wanted to talk about.
What I did notice, when I was down there, was I was fed like I was a horse by a lovely desert bird. I mean kind of like a horse. Horses don't eat steak (which of course I had to get seeing as where I was), but I ended getting fed a lot of salads, and fruits, and apples, and carrots, and stuff you give to horses.
And not to get too personal with you, but I gotta tell you my poops were pretty damn healthy and spectacular. Me getting away from all the starches and dairy and proteins, and getting more insoluble fibrous stuff, really seemed to get my gut bacteria all nice and happy.
So, I decided to do a reevaluation of my dietary intake, seeing as, as I age, I have to pay more attention to my body. And most especially to my gut, which is my ally. My ally is going to help me make it through the Bermuda Triangle of male health, which is your fifth decade of life.
I've also decided to look at how I exercise. I'm still exercising like I am seventeen, and I'm not anymore. Some things I won't change. I'm still about strength training, aerobics and running, but I'm starting to include balance and flexibility in the mix.
After my I had my unfortunate loss of my left kidney last year, when it turned from a functioning organ into a useless bag of water, I've not quite been able to get into the same shape I was before that all went down. So, it's time to admit I'm never going to have that flat alligator belly and chimp-like upper body strength I once had. But now that I see my own mortality ahead of me, I'm increasingly aware of staving off morbidity.
I know I'm not immortal, and don't want to be, but being immorbid is quite acceptable.