The popular story of how low-carb diets work goes something like this: Reducing your carbohydrate...
Let me introduce myself. My name is Mark Sisson. I’m 63 years young. I live and work in Malibu, California. In a past life I was a professional marathoner and triathlete. Now my life goal is to help 100 million people get healthy. I started this blog in 2006 to empower people to take full responsibility for their own health and enjoyment of life by investigating, discussing, and critically rethinking everything we’ve assumed to be true about health and wellness...Tell Me More
There is much about meatza that makes our mouth water: the juicy, high-protein meat “crust,” the toppings that satisfy our cravings for pizza and the fact that we can eat it with our hands like traditional pizza. But even the most carnivorous among us have to admit that some meatza recipes, the ones smothered in sauce and tons of gooey cheese, can be a bit of a gut bomb. We’re not saying it doesn’t taste good, we’re just saying that after a few bites we’re on the verge of a meatza-induced food coma.
We figured there had to be a way to make meatza that wasn’t so heavy, a meatza that looked less like something we’d eat alone in front of the TV and more like something we could serve at a dinner party. We wanted to change our meatza up a bit, but didn’t want to make the recipe more complicated or less flavorful. We’re happy to report we have succeeded on all fronts.
It’s Friday, everyone! And that means another Primal Blueprint Real Life Story. If you have your own success story and would like to share it with me and the Mark’s Daily Apple community please contact me here. I’ll continue to publish these each Friday as long as they keep coming in. Thanks for reading!
I just wanted to send you a BIG THANK YOU. Your book and the information it shares has made a huge impact on my life and the life of my family and friends as well.
I went through two debilitating injuries in the last 3 years. The big one was my shoulder surgery. I had 4 procedures done in one surgery and was in rehab for 11 months, 3 times a week!!! It was living hell and I got up past 225 lbs. During the end of rehab I was doing the routine prescribed AMA nutrition and exercise. Eating only “Good” carbs and low fat diet. I cut out my refined carbs and sugars and exercised A LOT, and managed to get down to about 215 which is about what I weighed in my first picture.
I get a lot of questions about dental hygiene and health, and for good reason. Dental records of our paleolithic ancestors show a fairly low incidence of caries when compared to modern teeth. Exceptions exist, but the general trends suggest that Grok had better teeth than the average contemporary human. Of course, when cavities struck back then, they hit hard and got really ugly, because there were no dentists, drills, or x-rays to fix the problem, but most never got to that point. Also, the adoption of agriculture is generally associated with the emergence of poor dental health, so much so that many researchers use the appearance of dental caries in a population as strong evidence for the presence of farming. Maize/corn is particularly bad, as is wheat, but the same relationship may not hold true for rice agriculture in Asian records.
Okay – let’s take a look at a couple common questions I get about dental health:
“The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president. You realize that you control your own destiny.”
Albert Ellis, psychologist
This week a friend of mine lost her mother. A year and a half ago she’d been diagnosed with bone cancer. Despite numerous surgeries and treatments, the cancer continued to spread widely and was found in her brain two months ago. After accepting hospice a week ago, she died at home with her family. She was 57. By all accounts my friend’s mother was an active, youthful, gentle woman. “She lived quietly, with meaning and purpose, and loved deeply,” a close relative shared at the funeral. Her death got me thinking, as these events will, about the relative shortness of life – even for those who live to a ripe old age far beyond this woman’s years. How will any of us feel about how we’ve lived our lives when our own time comes? Have we taken ownership of every moment and accepted our choices – compromises, triumphs, screw-ups, and all? Will we feel like we’ve lived life on our own terms? Or, more tragically, will we realize we’ve wasted precious time always blaming others, blaming circumstances while we put off creating the healthy and fulfilling life we’d always wanted?