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
A new clinical entity emerges from the depths of a double-blind placebo-controlled trial: non-celiac wheat sensitivity.
Athletes who have to cross five or more time zones to compete are two to three times more likely to get sick. You mean engaging in intensely stressful physical exertion after throwing your circadian rhythms out of whack… isn’t good for you? I bet the same thing applies to frequent travelers flying halfway across the world for intense business meetings.
Since the Ancestral Health Symposium was in full swing this weekend, there wasn’t much going on in blogland. But you can always follow the #AHS12 hashtag road back on Twitter to see what highlights you were missing.
Right after writing an entire blog post devoted to how the meat-eating ancestors of Homo sapiens beat out the vegetarian Paranthropus because of the former’s tendency toward animal-eating, a Scientific American blogger recommends that we eat like the extinct plant eaters. Huh?
The BBC covers a topic that we’re all quite familiar with – intermittent fasting – by tracking some nutjob journalist who they somehow conned into trying the outlandish regimen. Find out if he survives the harrowing experience.
I’m not usually a fan of the whole “xx years young” thing, but this 90-year old pole vaulting world champion certainly deserves it. Check out Dr. William Bell’s attempt at breaking his own world record. And how about that grin at the end? That’s the smile from a man with very few regrets.
Area man Black and Decker’s his hamstrings, breaks deadlift PR. What do you think, guys? Gonna toss out your foam rollers and sports masseuses?
One year ago (Aug 12 – August 18)
My 9 year old daughter knows the word postprandial now. I say, after a big dinner… “It’s so lovely and light out.” “Yeah Mama, time for our postprandial walk.” We just mosey for a half hour.
– That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard, Joy Beer. Your writing kinda reminds me of Jack Kerouac’s.