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Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it

Fundamental Joeyism


I’ve gotten a little hefty during this pandemic, with its associated restrictions and my penchant for eating my way through adversity. There have been half-hearted attempts to correct the course and get back onto the straight and narrow, but these have all, thus far, been a dismal display of willpower and resolve.

Since Saturday though, I have been the poster-child of Paleo and Intermittent Fasting. Which means… I’ve been grumpy AF.

My body… and maybe my psyche are not happy with me.

The wife and I have a ‘friendly’ wager going on as to who can loose the most weight in August (as a percentage, not actual kilograms)

I am nothing if not competitive. I also know, having done this before, that a massive carbohydrate deficit while starving yourself for sixteen hours every day is the key to victory (in this case).

Day three is always the worst though… or maybe its day five… I can’t remember. Its when the homicidal thoughts reach their zenith and you can imagine quite happily murdering someone for a piece of chocolate cake. After that the pain starts to ebb and you get used to the new normal. Until you fall off the wagon further down the road again…

I mean, I have no reason to believe this time will be any different and there is obviously some doubt that I will be able to ‘stick the landing’… Joeys recent history folder is a litany of dietary failure. But I remain hopeful.

On the plus side…

… everything for breakfast today (with the exception of the medium rare ostrich steak) came from my garden.

And I’ve gotten the pickling mixture right for my radishes… ha, so they don’t taste like crunchy bites of apple-cider vinegar anymore. *shudder*

I do miss the ‘bread’ component though. Bacon and scrambled egg with a nice thick wedge of toasted sour-dough is one of the corner stones of civilization.

I will miss you bread.



  1. tara caribou


    Days 3 tapering down to 5… ALWAYS the worst. Ugh. By day ehhhh 12 or so it just gets to be almost normal and by day 30… eating seems almost strange.

    1. Jo


      I’ve lost 4.4lbs… this week. So off to a good start.

      I still think about cake though. And how amazing it is. And what sort of uncaring god lets us get fat.

      1. tara caribou


        Nice! I always feel great when I fast… I should do it again… but whenever I do, my visions and dreams get vivid and intense… hhhmmmm

      2. Jo


        Really? Thats interesting. I hardly ever dream anymore.

        Hows the your summer closing out? Have you done all your fishing and harvesting?

      3. tara caribou


        I think I’m done with fishing… but I still got berries to do. Been checking on them, but just today I saw a family out in one of the bogs (we call muskeg) which is where you find low-bush blueberries, lingonberries, and moss berries…. so maybe they’re getting close. Some berries you don’t harvest until after it frosts, like rose hips. So I’ve still got work to do. How have you been?

      4. Jo


        Nice! What do you use the rosehips for? Tea?

        I’m okay. Just struggling to find my place in the world at the moment, but I’ll be fine. Just need to stop feeling sorry for myself. Ha ha.

      5. tara caribou


        You can make jam or pie with them.

        I totally get that. The vibrations of the world have changed.

      6. Jo


        For some reason I imagine you can make great pie. 😀

        I’m so hungry right now. Ha ha

      7. tara caribou


        My pie is delicious, or so I’ve been told. Oh wait… I mean, nahhh, nothing to see here, keep moving on (until the fast is over). 😁

      8. Jo


        One day I will come visit. And you will have to feed me. And it will be glorious. Well… it had better be. Having built it up in my mind now. Ha ha.

      9. tara caribou


        It WILL be glorious. I’ll definitely cook for you. We will gorge on yummy delectables and then lounge around, bellies rounded, and discuss all sorts of libertarian things.

      10. Jo


        This sounds amazing!! I’m there. Like a bear. (A kodiak bear)

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