Someone near and dear to my heart expressed grave concerns about the sudden turn in direction which this blog has taken. He misses the old posts. He loves the photos in and around Vancouver, and he asked me very kindly to lighten up a little and get back to the things he loves most about spokeNscene. He doesn't want it to change, bless him. Don't worry. SpokeNscene will always be about cycling, and I promise we will return to regular programming soon.
I just beg your indulgence one more time, please. It will be easier if you simply accept my apology in advance for the rambling babblelog I am about to unleash upon you. The friend who asked me to lighten up is in good company, truth be told. A few of you have spoken out. Thank you, btw, for caring enough to say. One kind reader took the time to write an insightful message which made me stop and think. I hope he doesn't mind if I share part of it with you here:
The letter in its entirety was kind and intelligent and thought provoking. After reading it, I had an epiphany of sorts. It was very enlightening.
Someone on Reddit took offence, to the sexual selfies and a moderator who doesn't think much of me anyway used it as an opportunity to have my posts automatically deleted as spam. You see? My lovely reader's concern for my message being lost in the sexual content was right on the money. And I have thought long and hard about where sexuality fits into my message, though perhaps it doesn't look it. I once posted an onanastic photo early on in this blog, and quickly deleted the image from the post because of my professional standing and the fear that I would become "That Girl."
And THAT is the thing. As a woman I am judged upon my looks, even as I'm reminded that my worth will never equal that of a man's. Especially not one of the Sirs of this world. Why? I don't know. You'd think that as the sex which can gives birth, we females should be more highly valued, more precious, not less. There is no relief in God, either, with religion underscoring the devaluing of the feminine. Worse, religions all tell us that masturbation is a sin. Why do you suppose it IS that devoutly fundamentalist societies have the highest rates of rape? Hmmmm? Oh never mind. The long and the short of it is that I try to do my part to express a healthy feminine sexuality in the face of our collective madness. And yet it's important not to lose sight of the forest for the trees.
The message matters. The KISS list delivers health and happiness. Guaranteed.
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Healthy sexuality is an important aspect of health and wellness, and yet in our mad, mad world it is tied to sin and shame and thus condemned to a pervasive and lasting legacy of violence, abuse, darkness, and fear.There was a feature on domestic violence this week, following a dramatic news story. A man was charged with attempted murder. What is wrong with our world that most women will experience some form of sexual abuse or assault over the course of their lifetimes?! Sigh... What I have learned is that what you resist, persists. The world has long been busy condemning us women for expressing our sexuality openly and honestly, but we're not going to go away. Sexual women are here to stay.
Oh! I've ALSO learned that it's very easy to attract the things you fear.
So now I am 'That Girl," the one peddling her ass on the internet, but its all good.
I own it.
I am putting together a separate website for peddling babblebutt. SpokeNscene will return to business as usual whilst I work on that, which means these posts will probably remain just slightly scarce, despite my best, most babbliscious intention to bring you news of the cycling scene here in Vancouver.
Last week Snobberdooders wrote about The Indignity of Not Commuting by Bicycle and Instead Just Going For A Ride: None, I Regret Nothing. He talked about responsibilities and noted how lucky he is to be able to squeeze in a few recreational bike rides here and there. Just a day or so later, a girlfriend of mine mentioned how it looks like I'm living the life of Riley, what with all of the time I spend on a bike. She asked whether maybe I might have too much time on my hands. I had to laugh, because COME. ON. Everybody is too busy. Right? Everybody. Time is the one thing none of us ever has quite enough of.
I like to ride at least two hours a day, but I am literally riding for my life. Yes, that sounds super-melodramatic, for sure, but please hear me out. You know how sick and twisted I am. This disorder is progressive and degenerative, and THAT means that its expression is intrinsically linked to the process of ageing. That's why I study the art, magic and science of longevity, and why I am trying so hard to find the key to quantum healing. Because even when it really hurts, I love my life. I want to get to know my future great grandchildren and I have big plans for my 100th birthday party, so I am well motivated to find a solution to my connective tissue issues.
Last week someone said:
Great posterior -- er, post!
The only problem is that you're preaching to the choir. This article needs to be published in one of those supermarket mags/rags that proclaim "Lose 8 lbs. in two weeks" or the like. With an emphasis on your earlier smokin' hot, er, smoking, overweight life, and how KISS made you the physical goddess you are now!
Thanks for this blog!
A. Thank you, NHcycler. Thank you for reading, and thank you for your two cents, too. Very kind of you.
2. Right?! But that's the scary thing! I am both the preacher and a singer in that very same choir and STILL I was headed for trouble!! I've cycled as a way of life since I was a teenager, even though I have had my fat times and my super-stupid times, I was definitely in the habit of taking pretty damned good care of myself last October when Dr Brown had me chart my acidity, I took stock of my physical situation, and discovered that despite my healthy lifestyle, my disease was progressing rapidly. Painfully quickly. I was still not seeing any real results.
I had an unhealthy blood chemistry, with respect to my cholesterol levels and my risk ratio of healthy vs unhealthy fats. Cholesterol is to some extent determined by your genetics, so a couple of years ago, when my doctor told me I had high blood cholesterol despite my fit, active lifestyle, I wasn't entirely surprised. A serious clotting disorder called Factor V Leiden runs in the family, along with high cholesterol. Dad had undergone quadruple bypass surgery when he was five years younger than I am now. The deck is stacked against me, and yet this is what my blood looks like now:
needless to say, the doctors are dead chuffed with my results. The risk ratio is well below the recommended guidelines, and my triglyceride levels have left my physicians tickled pink.
I told you I am the anti-scientist. I love, adore and respect science. Absolutely. It's just that I am way too slow and backward to be a scientist. When it comes to the battle against the progression of my disease, I consult science. I read as much as I can and talk to doctors, specialists, healers and friends, but in the end the decision is organic. I place my trust in the "yes" and "no" signals I get from my body, rather than the latest lab results, fashions, or trends.
How did I attain the cholesterol levels I needed? I just listened to my body's signals. I eat a lot of fats, in fact. They're soooo tasty, and I like yummy food. When I cook, it's always coconut or grapeseed oil, and of course I love olives, too. I do use dairy, though it's really best if it's organic. I use liberal amounts of butter, and 11% bf yogurt, and OMG I love the macedonian feta from the Parthenon. (It's the best kept secret in Kits, that place:) I love love love fatty foods of all sorts! I eat plenty of avocados, eggs,seeds, and tree nuts. All in all I have a fairly high-fat diet, and the genetic cards are stacked against me, too. And EVEN SO!! Heh heh. Even so, I listened to my body's signals and here we are...
|Well, I'm here. Ish. Spanish Banks. Dunno where you are.|
I'm sitting pretty damned pretty, considering what a genetic mess I am. I don't know much, but what I DO know is that listening to my body's signals always pays off.
You saw how my body's ph balance is in a place which pleases my naturopath. My doctor, and the son who is studying to be a doctor both say that they can see no clearly proven link between having an acidic bio-chemistry, and the ageing and degenerative processes of oxidation, but my body is abundantly clear on the subject, and that's good enough for me. Have you tested yourself yet?
This body has undergone some pretty dramatic changes in the last few months. I hadn't been able to run for a few years. My knees would blow up into water-balloons if I so much as thought about going for a run. My unstable knees were the reason I adapted the babblebounce, the lymphatic clearing exercise I will show you on video. Every time I went out dancing I would suffer with swollen, aching knees for a week. But not any more. Suddenly I can join the boy on runs without suffering anymore. It's incredible, really.
What's changed? Well, since October I have made three distinct changes to my life, each of which may well have something to do with these results. If I were a proper scientist, I would of course do a controlled experiment to decipher which factor affected what, but I am just so happy with the overall results (even while I battle daily to keep the disease at bay) that I am simply going to keep on keeping on.
These are the three changes I made:
1. Juicing. If you do use a pyramid to describe the best diet, the bottom bit is meant to be green. Plants should be the bulk of your diet. Here's the thing. Dr Hal said that the only people who come into his office with healthy alkalinity are the people who juice. He said that it takes about three months of regular juicing to change your bio-chemistry. And what do you know? He was absolutely spot on. Some of you scientists out there may say that a body's alkalinity isn't a true indication of your body's state of resistance or receptivity to disease, but I think the naturopaths have something figured out. Do your own research and make your own decisions. All I know is my body says yes yes yes to green juice. Kale, grapefruit, apple, and ginger is tried trusted and true, but I like to mix it up, be creative, and have fun. In the summer you can use frozen veggies and make smoothies that taste even better than ice cream. SUPER. YUM.
2. I bumped up my daily grind from one to two hours daily, and I make a point of stimulating my lymph system whenever I am sitting for more than half an hour at a time. I'm guessing that this is the biggest reason my cholesterol levels are so good, since triglycerides are sort of an indication that you're not burning up all of the energy you're consuming. Also, it's important to note that the body switches from burning glucose to burning fat once you've been active for an hour and a half, so that might explain the change in my blood chemistry. I am so inspired by Olga the Magnificent and her incredible anti-ageing lifestyle, that for the first time ever, I have purchased a UCI racing license in my efforts to make the most of this mortal coil.
3. Protandim. I used to need between two and three hundred dollars worth of supplements each month, and now I spend less than seventy-five dollars. And I am running again, and riding faster than I used to, and that's good enough for me. A couple of my friends have noticed an improvement in my health and wellness since I started taking it, and have inquired about it, so racing wasn't the only type of licence I bought this month. I also bought a Protandim distributor's license, even though I lack a killer sales instinct. It's a powerfully effective supplement. I encourage you to give it a try.
The KISS list is just a simple way to stay healthy and happy, and you know you'll see and hear all about it once I finish my website. Till then, you can expect somewhat regular updates here.... I promise.