Something Smells Fishy, and I Love it!
Get your minds out of the gutter (where I've now firmly placed them)! This is a G audience blog, though that may also be misinterpreted in a myriad of sick and lovely ways.
Yes, it is Valentine's Day, and I could kiss a fish. I won't, of course, but there's a good reason why yours truly is up on the scaly cold-blooded mindless and, sometime, tasty creatures. Let me to explain...
One cold January morning, as I lay in my warm bed having just been rudely awakened by the chatter of the bed side radio alarm clock, I happened to catch an interview with a Naturopath. Blah blah blah is what I got out of most of the conversation, but I do remember the last thing:
Question: What is the one universal natural supplement that you would recommend for the majority of the population?
Answer: Fish oil. The reason is blah blah blah...
The dude was articulate enough for me so, done and done. It just so happened that we had some of this magical elixir in gigantic pill form in the house and I started gulping these suckers down, initially at half the prescribed adult dosage, that very day.
And let me tell you my knees feel better than they have in years. It could be that the weight training regimen is working (likely), or that the run/walk method of training is also the culprit (probably), but after a few weeks of Fish Oil things are really looking good.
Case in point: managed my first 10k this past Sunday and my kneecaps are not creaking and groaning as they might have a month ago after such a (pathetic, I know, but still...) distance.
Yay! Kiss a fish if you want. But it's probably better if you eat it.
I take mine in gigantic pill form...
DISCLAIMER: I am not a Doctor, clearly, but my professional recommendation is to do exactly what some guy on the radio, who may or may not be qualified to give advice, tells you to do. It worked for me, so how can it possibly go wrong?! I, however, reserve the right to re-evaluate this course of action at a future date should things start to go sideways and I begin growing gills or webbed feet.
Yes, it is Valentine's Day, and I could kiss a fish. I won't, of course, but there's a good reason why yours truly is up on the scaly cold-blooded mindless and, sometime, tasty creatures. Let me to explain...
One cold January morning, as I lay in my warm bed having just been rudely awakened by the chatter of the bed side radio alarm clock, I happened to catch an interview with a Naturopath. Blah blah blah is what I got out of most of the conversation, but I do remember the last thing:
Question: What is the one universal natural supplement that you would recommend for the majority of the population?
Answer: Fish oil. The reason is blah blah blah...
The dude was articulate enough for me so, done and done. It just so happened that we had some of this magical elixir in gigantic pill form in the house and I started gulping these suckers down, initially at half the prescribed adult dosage, that very day.
And let me tell you my knees feel better than they have in years. It could be that the weight training regimen is working (likely), or that the run/walk method of training is also the culprit (probably), but after a few weeks of Fish Oil things are really looking good.
Case in point: managed my first 10k this past Sunday and my kneecaps are not creaking and groaning as they might have a month ago after such a (pathetic, I know, but still...) distance.
Yay! Kiss a fish if you want. But it's probably better if you eat it.
I take mine in gigantic pill form...
DISCLAIMER: I am not a Doctor, clearly, but my professional recommendation is to do exactly what some guy on the radio, who may or may not be qualified to give advice, tells you to do. It worked for me, so how can it possibly go wrong?! I, however, reserve the right to re-evaluate this course of action at a future date should things start to go sideways and I begin growing gills or webbed feet.
Labels: Fish Oil, legal supplements, running
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