Moral of the story, kids: if you see something spiny, pee on it.
I wonder about multivitamins. As with anything that promotes health and costs money, I think the proverbial grain of salt is appropriate. Sometimes I’m afraid all I’m doing is making my urine more expensive.
Health and fitness have been preoccupations of mine these days. I’ve been mindful of my husk as something that can be cared for, and even primed up like a well-tuned automobile to do what I need it to do, when I need it to do it. I think part of it is my frequent thoughts toward survival scenarios. Let me tell you, if you want to have a conversation about apocalypse survival scenarios (zombie or otherwise) expect me to take it seriously. I expect they’re about 30% of my reasoning for working out.
Including the multivitamins, there’s a lot of stuff out there aimed at making you a healthier human. A lot. The emphasis these days is sheer pace of the given technique/remedy/supplement. Losing weight in three weeks. Doubling muscle mass in a month. Even running faster is touted to be perfected more quickly. That grain of salt can be awfully hard to find when some of these ideas get a hold of you. I’m a victim as much as anybody (that Tim Ferriss is a charismatic sonofagun). Lately, however, I’ve been just trying to stick to things that are fun, feel good, and don’t set any unreasonable expectations.
Normative bodily waste colors is also on the list.