Grass-Free

I’d hit 50 like a brick wall, and then one day I saw a video of myself.

I looked terrible! I was 50 pounds overweight, with a pot belly, I moved slowly, and generally didn’t recognize myself.

Or didn’t want to recognize myself. Yeah, that was me, all right. Fat and ugly and old.

What happened to the lithe animal that I once was?

Hence Grass-Free, the product of two years of research into how to get back the body I once had when I was in college, when I’d go for a Fatburger, coke and fries after midnight, thinking I was living the life.

Knowing I was living the life.

Of course, then, slowly, it all started to fall apart.

The long-distance running was hurting my knees, took a chunk of time out of my day, and left me exhausted and starving. What was going on? The years of denial began to take their toll. I was getting fat.

As I added weight I turned from running, which was too much trouble and not working, to the gym. Sure, I built muscles. But muscles under layers of fat just makes you look fatter. And boy, did I look fatter.

I hate to admit it. I looked three months pregnant.

I’d thought that exercise was the key, and I spent months honing a regime that I knew would work for me, if I only stayed with it.

And that was it. I didn’t stick with it. I stopped working out and I ate poorly. Was I giving up?

Then one day I found myself within spitting distance of 200 pounds.

What was going on here? I was not aging gracefully.

And then I had an epiphany.

I was fasting on water with a little lemon juice and cayenne pepper, to rid myself of my “toxins,” when I realized that most of the toxins I was trying to rid myself of I had ingested. I was trying to get rid of the poisons in my body that I’d knowingly consumed.

I realized that I was poisoning myself.

And then voilà! GRASS-FREE.

Let me disclaim: I am not a medical doctor, and I am in no way giving medical advice in this book, GRASS-FREE.

However, suddenly, and yes, it happened that fast, with my new knowledge of “poisons,” I quickly dropped 50 pounds, or a quarter of my weight. I’d just had a hernia operation, there was no exercising, only the not eating of the sugar, the wheat, and the corn, the three poisonous grasses I discuss in my book GRASS-FREE.

Following my own advice I give about these grasses, I’ve lost my “pregnancy” look, I eat sparingly, at 5’11”, I have a body mass index of 23, but most importantly, I have zero problem keeping the 50 pounds off.

But more than just losing weight, you’ll find health that you never thought you’d have. Not only do you want to put on a bathing suit, but your eyes shine.

If you focus your eating on minimizing inflammation, inflammation caused by what you eat cannot help but go down.

The pain, then, that comes from inflammation-driven autoimmune diseases like psoriatic arthritis, will go down.

So I say to you: give the grass-free diet 30 days, and see if you, too, don’t have the same shock of gratitude that comes from being pain-free, and from having the tailor take in all your clothes.

Avanti!