Contest: Primal is…
The Prize:
Unwieldy weight comes in all unwieldy shapes and all unwieldy sizes. Today’s heavy chunk of unwieldiness is call a Sandball. Part sandbag, part medicine ball, part kettlebell, good for heaving, swinging, and lugging around. It doesn’t have the wonderful scratch-your-hands-up quality of an actual rock, but you can always scrape your hands over concrete for a few minutes after using this sandball if you really need that “just got home from a long day of bashing my food’s skull in with a rough stone” feel. The winner of today’s contest will receive a blue logo BallBell sandball, courtesy of Alpha Strong.
The Contest:
What is Primal?
Primal is…
- naming your cat “Sparemeal.”
- never having to say you’re sorry. To a vegan.
- making a bacon sandwich using only one ingredient.
- referring to your toddler as “My little kettlebell.”
- when your eating habits cause a national egg shortage (yes, I’m looking at you, Australians).
- refusing to believe a steak smoothie is a bad idea.
- living in Denver and walking to work, in Seattle.
- watching breaking news about a “forest fire” and misunderstanding it to be breaking news about a “large barbecue.”
Get the idea? Write your own in the comments section. I’ll pick a winner.
The Deadline:
Midnight, tonight!
Who is Eligible:
You. You are eligible.
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Posted By: Mark Sisson
Primal is when you find yourself getting hungry wandering through the ice age section of your local natural history museum and wonder if those mammoth fossils will still have good marrow in ‘em……
Ha! Love this one!
… guilt-free!
Primal is lamirp backwards
… eating foods with no nutritional labels (instead of trying to read them!).
Primal is
eating grasshoppers with your 5 year old son because that’s what cavemen did.
when your daughter drops food on the ground picks it up and eats it while saying “probiotics”.
…hunting CW, kicking its tail, and putting it to final rest, all while eating bacon.
…wondering why everyone around you is so civilized when its so boring.
…the solution to the obesity epidemic.
Primal is…
…believing that bare feet are standard attire, and Vibram Five Fingers are de rigueur for formal occasions.
…eating not only the produce, but also the grasshoppers, from your garden.
…shunning Conventional Wisdom for the pursuit of life-long health and happiness.
…not like a box of chocolates. You always know what’s in your pickings.
…weight loss for smarties.
…going against the grain.
I *love* “going against the grain!” That’s awesome. Double meaning!
going against the grain!
- love the fun and oh so true, play on words!
Brilliant!
…wishing for the opportunity to wrestle a bear
…. Drinking the leftover meat juice in the pan.
Having A Good Time, Going Against CW, That Is Primal Life.
Primal Poetry
… taking pains to avoid having pains.
… lifting, leaping, running, creeping, pulling, pushing, squatting and SLEEPING!
…your high cholesterol relatives visit and have a heart attack over the amount of fat you eat.
…instead of chocolate for valentines day your spouse gives you a side of bacon.
…when at youth camp, your kids ask their counselors if they can hunt the deer around the camp instead of having to eat cafeteria food.
… your idea of “fun” is hunting bunnies in the park.
… you have to explain to your vegan friends, for the umpteenth time, why you don’t eat “healthy” whole grains.
… when your kids are over at their friends’ house and they refuse to eat “healthy” food like rice pasta and whole wheat bread.
… your on a road trip and seriously consider stopping the car just to go hunt the deer on the side of the road.
…my health insurance.
… inifinte possibilities …
… lean not mean
…knowing I never have to go jogging again.
Primal is making yourself a home-made Baconator (no bun, of course), and proudly proclaiming that you are a “Meat-atarian.”
Primal is…
Having a healthy body, freedom, good intuition and the ability to attract beautiful mates.
Ordering a steak with a side of steak
Primal means being so hungry you could eat an entire cow….literally
… hiding my jerky stash from the husband and the kids.
…finishing up your family tree with “grok” at the top.
Having an epic to-the-death fantasy fight inside your head of just you and Liger and spear while taking walk through the woods
Having my two sons who are 2 and 5 calling them my little Groks when they are in the yard wrestling each other and me or climbing on there jungle gym. Also being a Phys. Ed. teacher I can have all my students do Primal movements in class and calling them my Primal Army. Thats what Primal means to me.
good idea on the gym class and primal army
…having your PCP ask you “how you did it” when they review your blood work and see your cholesterol has gone waaaaaaaaaaay down without any pharmaceuticals.
Primal is…. happiness!