Keto Diet

If you have been living under a rock just as I have, you have no clue what the keto diet is. I have only recently been informed that this is the new diet that is totes “in” right now. It’s trending and its only a matter of time before its more popular then being vegan. Everyone is on it.

But, what exactly is the keto diet? A keto or ketogenic diet is a very low-carb diet, which can help you burn fat more effectively. According to the internet. Don’t take anything I say literal because I am no doctor and I do not have one ounce of knowledge in my brain about being healthy, but I mean if its online its basically stone cold facts. Right?

If you are slow like me it will take you countless websites and about an hour of reading to finally catch on to what this trend in eating is actually about. But, here, let me simplify it for you. Basically…or allegedly, if you stop eating carbs, your body will burn fat. And as I read on some sites, your body burns fat faster than it burns carbs. So logically, because you know we are, not eating carbs your body will be FORCED to burn fat. Isn’t that just lovely? Sounds like a lie right? It might be but who knows.

On this diet you can not eat any carbs or sugars. I feel like I haven’t said that enough so I said it again. Only eat fats. “Healthy fats”. You can’t just think your going to go out and eat fried things and what not, no, calm down, sit down, I’m not finished. You have to eat like chicken and eggs and cheese and all that crap. No bread, tortilla, candy, and (god help us) NO FRIES. Oh and to make matters worse NO PIZZA. Ok I know I’m losing some of you on this diet right? I literary heard someone click off.

People are actually losing weight on this diet though. They are losing it drastically. Not like try it one day and be a Victoria secret model the next day fast, but still pretty fast. So the big question is should you do it? Should I do it? I don’t now. You can do what ever you want. Seems like its worked for some people. But at the same time I love food to much to be anal about what I can and can not eat, you know what I mean?

Look, I’ve tried being a vegan, vegetarian, and all that and nothing has ever helped me lose weight then me just eating healthy. A good balanced diet never hurt no one. Sure, cut some sugar out of your life and maybe put those fries down. Instead of five slices of pizza only eat three, you’ll thank me later. And most importantly, or not really but I just needed a good transition phrase, exercise.


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Game Plan

Ok, so I have a game plan (I think).

 

Yesterday I had what someone would call an epiphany. But what do I call it? I call it a wake up call from my stupidity. I am fat. Lets just get straight to the point here. Don’t sit there and tell me other wise, because you can’t see me, and honestly that’s a good thing. You should be grateful. You should pray to God or what ever you do and feel blessed you can’t see aaaall this.

Also, don’t come at me with the whole, you should love yourself just the way you are BS. Because, I do. I do love myself. That’s why I always buy myself food and please my taste buds like I do. Its not that I care what other people say either because I high key don’t anymore. But at the same time I don’t want to look like a fat pig either you know?

Ok, all physical appearances aside, lets talk about the health side of this. I get heartburn maybe about seven times a day. That’s not ok because it means I’m harboring battery acid in my stomach or something and it needs to stop. ASAP. I am buying about 30$ worth of anti acids a month and that money can be going to something else. Plus, I’m constantly weak. I get tired so fast, I have no endurance what so ever. I tried to pick up some cardboard today at work and I needed to sit down and meditate afterwards because I felt like I was about to get a hemorrhoid or pull a muscle.

So what am I going to do? Well, after researching and coming to the horrid conclusion that I can not afford any type of surgery, I have decided that I have to take this matter into my own hands. No, I will not be preforming surgery on myself, silly goose. I will be, ugh, dare I say it… “eating healthy and exercising.”

I know that the first step is the hardest. So, what I have made is a list. A list of things that I will not eat. I didn’t go all hardcore on it either or else I might go crazy and bite a live cow or something. I also told my self that I will be going walking every single day for two weeks straight. Just to see if I see a change. I REALLY WANT TO SEE A CHANGE. I’ll take it slow the first couple of days (because I am slow). And I will try my best to keep it up.

I live in So Cal (that’s California, us hipsters call it that ….hahah..ha). So technically it’s summer here already. Summer started the last time it rained. Its been an average of 75 degrees this whole week. Its only going to get hotter and I want to be able to show off my rockin’ hot bod. “But, Peter! You should feel comfortable in your own skin,” you said. You’re right. And I do, but I’m an attention whore not really but yeah and I want to be complimented, so there’s that.


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I Need To Start A Diet

There’s no way of saying this so I’m just going go out there and grab the bull by the horns and say it. I need to start a diet. I realized this today in the morning. I was thinking about all the time I spend editing my videos and I always get mad when I see my double chin. I mean c’mon it’s not a pleasant thing to see.

 

I know I’m no fat. Every single person that I tell that I need to lose weight always jumps straight to, “you’re not fat! You’re tall so you hide it well.” Um, ok? What does that even mean? Are all tall people supposed to be fat? Or not supposed to be? I’m not even trying to hide anything either. So if I was short then what would be the comment? Oh yeah you do have to lose weight, you’re short and it doesn’t look good on you. But since I’m a freaking giraffe, all is good in the world. Maybe I’m hiding my fat in my neck and people can’t notice my double chin because there on the ground and I’m (according to some people) a walking skyscraper. I’m not even that tall bro.

 

Thinking about eating right and exercising  gives me the chills. I have goosebumps on my arms right now just writing this. I hate eating healthy. I love my burgers and chips. Lets not even get into the candy because I will fight someone. And exercising? Well, its not too bad. I just never have time or don’t know where to go.

 

Last year I went to the gym and got addicted. I remember I did like it. Would I go back to the same one? I don’t think so. Am I going to find a new place? Maybe. I need something closer to home. Or maybe just buy some equipment at home and use it there. Not sure, but something has to change. This double chin that I have now has to evacuate up off my face.


 

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Destiny, Fate, Or What Ever You Want To Call

Do you believe in fate? How about destiny? Many people believe that our lives are already planned out for us by a higher power and we are just following the path laid before us, are you one of them?

“Everything happens for a reason.”

This expression is very known. But what does it actually mean? Is it a positive expression? “Hey I found this 100 dollar bill on the ground, I really needed it, everything happens for a reason.”

Or maybe you happen to get a flat tire on the freeway, “well everything happens for a reason Susan.” That’s more negative, you see?

And to be completely honest I’ve heard it both used in a positive way and a negative way. But what happens when something happens so out of the blue that you don’t even know if it’s a good or bad thing?

Well maybe I’m going way to far out there on this and being too over dramatic. Depends how you look at things. Let me give you a little bit of a back story.

Since I’ve quit the gym I’ve been going to the local park to walk around. I’ve also been taking my mom since the doctors recommended her to exercise more as well.

My local park is no ordinary park, no no. There is also a library and a community center there as well. So picture this. There are people walking there dogs, kids playing on the play ground, and there are little league games going on in distant baseball fields.

This is where, destiny, fate, or what ever you want to call it comes into place. I’m walking on the side walk around the whole proximity of the park. I’d say it’s about a mile around.

I’m walking past the community center parking lot and this white car facing the side walk honks at me. At first I don’t pay attention. Why should I? I’m minding my own business waking on the side walk unbothered by everyone and everything else.

But then, they honk again and that’s when I turn. It was like a scene of a movie. An old friend happened to park in the exact same parking spot that I would be walking right in front of. What would be the chances? I haven’t seen her in maybe more than two months. And honestly not because I didn’t want to. I’ve been trying to change my lifestyle remember?

Get this, she was there because her moms friends daughter was having a quince party. That’s a huge blow out party in Latin culture when a girl turns fifteen. Sort of like a sweet sixteen.

She didn’t have to go to that party. But she was there. Parking her car exactly where and when I was walking. I really didn’t feel like walking at all. (I had just eaten Chinese food and felt more like sleeping). But there I was walking right in front of where she happened to park.

Coincidence? Fate? Destiny? What if I had to tie my shoe? I would have missed her. What if one, only one, of the traffic lights she had gone through was red instead of green? She would have missed me. I would have been on the other side of the park.

Maybe I’ve been looking into this way too much, I have had a lot of time on my hands today. But nonetheless this is just one of those moments in life that make you say wtf. Deep down I know it was a sign, I don’t know what sign, but it was a sign.

Quit The Gym

What would you do to have the best body ever? How much time would you be willing to invest to have the greatest body you could ever have? How much money would you be willing to spend to get that body?

No, this isn’t an ad for something and I’m not selling any pills that will magically make you into that cover girl or get you that surfer dude’s body. These are just some of the questions I asked myself before I decided to quit the gym.

Yes, I quit the gym. I know in previous posts I was so eager to go back and be hit the gym hard and get toned and back into shape. But the thing is, I wasn’t going to do it for myself.

See, all my life I’ve wanted to be someone else. In the sense that I’ve always wanted to be more social, more out there, louder, and more confident. And this summer that was who I was. But where was all of that coming from? Where was my confidence coming from? From my body.

I thought that by looking good, people were generally going to accept me, and I live off of being accepted. Plus in my mind I always considered myself as fat. I’m not fat or obese. I’m only fifteen pounds over what I should actually weigh. And that’s not entirely bad.

This society made me think that in order to be accepted I have to be a certain size or shape. Even weight! I always felt that people would look at me like I was different, even to the point of thinking they would see me as ugly and detestable.

And a part of me, the very superficial part of me, thought that by having a good body I was going to be able to get the sexual attention I wanted. And I’m not going to lie, I got it. It was fun. It was great. But it wasn’t for me. The people who would be with me only wanted to be with me because they liked what they saw, and that’s not bad, but that’s all they saw. They never saw me. They didn’t want to get to know me. They just wanted my body. *insert what everyone is thinking here* (Get over yourself will you).

But I came to a conclusion the other day. My body should not be the reason I have friends, or relationships, or even where my confidence should come from. I am so much more than my body. So what if I gained a little weight? We all go through a rough patch with our bodies. I love food to much to say no to it.

On the other hand, I’m not saying I’m going to be consuming calories like the government consumes your taxes. No. Running is one of the most anti stress tools that I have ever found to help me. And I’ve always enjoyed it.

Do I need a gym for it? No there are parks. Do I need to pay for them? No, the government already takes my money to keep them nice and pretty. Will I be going crazy trying to get that Calvin Klein looking body? No, for once in my life I’m content with my body. And for once in my life I don’t need to be accepted by anyone to be happy. Because happiness does not come form other people. Or the acceptance of them. If they don’t like you why be around them? Happiness doesn’t come from them. It comes from within. I dare you to go find it.