So I dropped my “brand.” Seriously. New site, new name, but still all of my old posts. Aaaaaaaand that means what, exactly?
OK, here’s the deal. This last year was nuts. I got out of the Army, went back to school, got my pre-med certificate, and almost lost my mind along the way. Post-bac programs are wonderful in that they take non-traditional students like me who either haven’t been in school for a while or have non-science majors (me again, on both counts) and put them through all the pre-reqs and then the MCAT. In 12 months. It was insane and I can safely say I’ve never worked so hard in my life. And then there’s my dearest husband. Who also happens to be a prodigy–the man applied to two of the top business schools on the country a week before applications closed. On a whim. And then got in.
Long story short, we had a bunch of married-people-discussions and are now moving down to Charlottesville so he can start at B-school while I take a year off. So yeah, I am now a housewife. Next year, however, I will be a First Year in medical school–I had been accepted in the spring and the school was kind enough to grant a deferral.
What does this have to do with TGIPaleo, Paleo, or food in general? In all its craziness, I guess I just lost the energy to care as much as I did about all The Rules. This isn’t meant to be an “I Quit Paleo” post, because I’m not. Well, not quite.
I still think the Paleo framework is awesome and can change people’s lives for the better. I still think that good food fuels the mind, body, and soul and that the Standard American Diet is crap. I still think certain foods or, more specifically, certain ingredients should be avoided (i.e. sugar and gluten). I am going to be a doctor one day, and I want to be the best possible example of good health for my patients. Part of that “good health” is sound mental health.
Listen, Paleo has a lot of great points working in its favor. So do plenty of other ways of eating. I think you’ve all probably taken note of my recent foray into Vegan cooking lately. But you back yourself into a corner when you try to put labels on everything, including yourself. I love food. I love cooking. I like trying to be healthy most of the time. I do NOT like being obsessed with food to the point of insanity and that’s the problem I have with a lot of the mainstream Paleo movement. A trip into some popular forums is like a peek into an insane asylum full of people pulling their hair out wondering whether or not they “failed” their 30-Day Paleo challenge on Day 29 because someone put breadcrumbs in the meatloaf.
Avoiding processed and packaged food, making meals at home, paying attention to what makes you feel good and what doesn’t, eating the best quality food you can afford (lots of veggies, people!), and doing your honest best is good enough.
I thought I could at least convey this message on the blog and try to temper some of my admittedly more die-hard posts of the past. But at the end of the day, I was the proprietor of a “Paleo Blog” and was held to some invisible standard. As a Paleo brand, suddenly I was being scrutinized constantly–maybe because I posted pictures of non-Paleo food on Facebook or Instagram (GF cupcakes…oops) or because I posted recipes that skirted the definition of “Strict Paleo” (apparently rice makes people angry). I mean, seriously? I love how some people clearly have nothing better to do than to troll the internet for excuses to be asshats. Oh, and now there are sites out there whose sole purpose in life is–literally–to bash other people. So you know what? Screw it.
Hi. I’m Camilla and my diet has no label. I eat what I want, when I want, where I want. There is nothing else you need to know.
From now on, I’ll show you what I’m cooking and baking, maybe some clothes and makeup I like, too. I might talk about my latest ventures in housewifery. You know, things I care about and that make me happy. No labels.