Sure, you might be judged initially as a completely insane renegade, given the amounts of butter, animal fat, and other delights you unabashedly hork down in front of family and friends.
But then...they ask a few questions...and you start drawing on your bank of long-accumulated paleo knowledge. Suddenly you're talking about the proper balance of omegas, the way your body reacts to excess fructose, the process of ketosis, etc. You've revealed yourself to be a huge nutrition nerd, albeit one that glug-glugs heavy cream into your coffee with reckless abandon.
So what's the final verdict? In the end, are you perceived to be an insubordinate rebel peeling off of a dietary cliff Thelma-and-Louise style, or a nerdy [or even...sigh...orthorexic] square who follows a set of dietary rules so complex they deserve their own auditing organization?
(Finally, it's OK if you want to answer that you don't really care what anyone thinks because paleo works for you and that's all that matters to you...but...just for fun...could you at least give the verdict that you think your loved ones would render?)
I am wise because I helped my mother lower her blood pressure and my dad probably thinks that I imbued magnesium with magical feel-good powers (I just gave him citrate which actually gets absorbed).
So I'm a wizard, and wizards are geeks but they also get to use awesome magic.
I have a history with eating disorders so my credibility is sort of shot in the family circle. They probably see my interest in paleo eating as another manifestation of my obsession with food, but they indulge me, because hey - "at least she's eating." Honestly, if the roles were reversed I probably wouldn't take me seriously until I'd stuck with it for a year or two, or until some measurable health benefits showed up. So far I've only been at this a few months.
That said - I have got them using coconut oil, and interested in the idea of grass-fed meat. As I told my Mom last week: "It's not just that you are what you eat; you are what you eat ate."
Squares-ville, but it is all good. Long time friends and family are cool with it, and I am seldom noticed in social food settings as the odd man out. I mask my "paleo-strictness" with an easy-going attitude.
My family first thought I was some sort of fanatic, finally has ended up accepting what I do when I came up with super results on my lipids test. I am not sure though how much of my arguments they agree with, and how much they accept just to avoid arguing with me...
My relatives think I am crazy, and for some odd reason they think I am vegan just because I eat vegetables. They have seen me eat pounds of meat in one sitting countless of times but they seem to overlook the meat and see the veggies. You don't know how much times I have been given fake eggs, soy meat, and a bunch of other crap because they think I am that kinda of healthy, you know, the ones afraid of fat and cholesterol. They also think I am weird because one: I don't eat tortillas, a big no-no for a Mexican; two I don't eat beans, another big no-no for a Mexican, and three because I eat weird vegetables. You could imagine how much awkward stares I get at parties. Their motto is, your going to die anyway, so why bother.
I've convinced my brother, who has - along with his wife - jumped on the paleo/primal bandwagon whole-heartedly. Our sisters, on the other hand, think we're nuts (especially the RN). My husband and I have also convinced a couple of our (diabetic) employees that this is the way they should be eating and I've become their own personal Health and Nutrition Guru. The rest of them, though, think we're nuts.
So, neither a rebel nor a square - just off my rocker, apparently.
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