What would your ideal Paleo day be like? If everything was exactly to your liking?
I would roll out of bed whenever I felt rested enough (say...11am?), pull back the blackout curtains, and gaze out (naked of course) across the glory of my self-sufficient farm-windmill-geothermal-orchard-airstrip-estate on a lake in the mountains of Hawaii, turn around and look at Gypsyloo just before she starts to wake up, and pad off to the kitchen.
Make homegrown mountain tea with raw heavy cream from my own cows. Make breakfast for the fam, eggs and bacon...I skip breakfast. Go for a walk with my Malamutes, then come back and do farm-work with my kids (which I don't have yet...)
Take a nap after some mid-afternoon-delight with Gypsyloo. Break my fast with some leftover bacon-wrapped stuffed-meatloaf (thanks Uggla!! We love it!!) and some coconut water from the palm trees down by the beach. Then I walk to my outdoor homemade gym and do my lifting and ab work for 45 minutes to an hour. Walk in the house to a waiting appetizer of grassfed calves liver with bacon and onions in a balsamic glaze, a T-bone with reduced red wine on the side, mashed sweet potatoes with cream and pastured butter, bacon wrapped asparagus and a side of chanterelle and morel mushrooms sauteed in butter and a touch of chicken stock. Pop a bottle of Olivier Cousin Anjou Gamay and take the meal outside, and eat with the family around a bonfire (gotta have a bonfire!) in the firepit on the ridge overlooking the lake, surrounded by a canopy of twinkling LED lights and stars.
Then I load up Gypsyloo in the plane, leaving the kids to be watched by the oldest ones and the dogs (their respective Direwolves), and jet off to NYC with an icy bottle of Krug to make sure she's in town for the matinee of her new starring role on Broadway. Sleep on the plane, wake up to fresh brewed black tea and cream and start a new amazing Paleo day.
perfect paleo day:
do 500 push ups (10 x 50)
[[[go for my business]]]
laugh at (feel sorry for) people who eat breakfast
laugh at (feel sorry for) people who eat lunch
do 75 pull ups (5 x 15)
eat an animal
go to sleep
In an undisclosed location somewhere near the Tennessee / North Carolina border.
I would wake up approximately 45 minutes before dawn (it's just how I'm programmed), and slowly stretch.
A cup of very good coffee and a tablespoon of coconut oil, then I'm out to pick eggs from our chickens and move the chicken tractors, making sure to scatter a handful of earthworms, mealworms, and flax seed among the grass for the chickens to nosh. I would check in on our goats, our steer, and the three pigs that my son refuses to let me slaughter, and make sure they are all fed and OK. Before calling it a morning, I would stop by the smokehouse and grab a side of bacon and some salami made with the pig I slaughtered last time my son got to stay with the in-laws.
Once back in the house from my chores, and the rest of the family is waking up (hurried along since I stirred the chickens and they are getting clucky). I help my son with some school work, then we go out together to catch some fish from our stock pond, where we keep our catches... lucky us, 4 rainbow trout! I bring them home and fry them with the bacon I pulled from the smokehouse, and some onions. I allow my son one-half of his daily allotted videogame or television show time, and I take a power nap.
I awaken around 4pm, my wife is braising a massive chuck roast with canned tomatoes we jarred up last year, and half a bottle of red wine.
I hit the gym for about 40 minutes, following a laid-back rendition of the Joe Mills 20/20 routine. Lucky me, my gym has a massive old cast iron tub that I filled with cool water and epsom salts prior to the workout. I take a cold soak, towel-off and head back into the house for my roast, with a side of roasted root veggies.
Each of us with a full belly, we sit down outside and my wife and I enjoy a few shots of my distilled honey brandy (honest officer, that distiller is for WATER!), we break out some musical instruments and try to figure out a few songs together. Then, shortly after my son beds down around 9pm, we follow suit an hour later. Then, I soon realize I'm in class, with no pants on, and everyone is staring at me....
Oh crap, I was dreaming, wasn't I?
My perfect paleo day fits nicely with my other life goals. One day I'll live on a ranch that has a pond (or some other body of water), lots of trees and wildlife, and a huge wrap-around porch. I think I'll put the hammock on the deck between the house and the pond. 8)
My perfect day:
Wake up and take care of the animals (horses, cows, chickens, etc.). Once the sun starts coming up, head down to the pond for a relaxing dip in the water. If it's chilly outside, maybe a quick trip in the kayak instead of diving in the water. Get back to the house and be greeted with a breakfast of bacon alongside a broccoli and cheese omelet (not paleo, but in this fantasy I have a butler who does the cleaning and cooking). Spend the middle of the day playing with the dogs and/or kids in the yard, retiring for breaks in my hammock whenever I want to nap or read.
Dinner is a bone-in roast that has slow cooked in the oven served alongside sweet potato casserole and sauteed green beans with bacon. I end the day munching on berries and sipping hot tea, surrounded by my family's love and laughter.
Get up go out for my 4 mile walk (I'm 64 and restricted in exercise) - come home play on computer - take shower - cook up a meal of chicken livers and wine with spinach and zucchini and onion - get a nap in after a bit do my activist activities - eat at about 7pm - steak or hamburger or fish - with some sauteed veggies (of course w onions and garlic-goes w/o saying) eat like a horse - watch Rachel Maddow with some fruit salad w allspice and coconut milk that I've put in the freezer for a 1/2 hr and sprinkled w coconut flakes and occasionally about 1/2 tsp of honey squeezed on top! then off to bed!
wake up at around noon.. go to the nearest waterfall to get a shower and a big drink of water. go and gather some fruit, berries and yummy green leafy veggies.. go home and relax and do some odd jobs and spend time playing with the kids and reading them stories. then in the late afternoon, go for a run with the wolves, kill something that we can all eat.. drag it home, chop it up, cook it and eat it with the wolves, lots of friends and the people I love.. all sat round a big fire singing random songs, howling and banging drums..
How much detail...? The short versio involves:
Breakfast = before skiing = omlette made with pastured eggs, bison chorizo sausage, cheese, and served with salsa and avocado
Lunch = picnic while relaxing on a pristine beach = fresh fruit or berries picked right off the tree plus whatever else strikes my fancy...
Dinner after skiing = bacon wrapped asparagus as an appy, beef (or bison, or elk, or venison...) stew with root veg and red wine, and a good piece of extra dark chocolate for dessert
Summer BBQ = ceviche with sparkling water and lime to start, followed by a grilled (rare!) steak and a big salad
As for the long version, I think I'll leave it to your imagination...
Wake up in my cabin, emerge devastated from under my sheepskin down to the -5° livingroom, light a fire, trow on woollongjohns-sweatpants-woolshirt-hoodie. Jump down to the lake, set up a line trough the ice and start my morning run to the farmer next door (5 km) for some raw milk.
After washing myself in the hydrothermal pool, I head inside for smoothie made from berries from the mountain and milk add to the fire make some coffee, sit down and edit for a couple of hours.
Lunchtime I head out the lake reel in my salmon, head inside and eat it raw with some wasabi, then I clean up the place, put on my woolllongjohns-sweatpants-woolshirt-hoodie and head outside, chop firewood and do my workout routine.
In the evening my girlfriend arrives from the capital where she has a real job, together we enjoy some minke-whale, homebrewed blueberry port and maybe a dip in the hydrothermal pool.