I grew up in the 70s and 80s. Nutrition was an afterthought, at best, and biohacking didn’t even exist. People just kinda ate whatever they wanted. Surprisingly, the obesity rate back them was much lower than it is now — primarily because we were much more active! There was no Netflix. If you wanted to watch a movie, you’d hop on your bicycle and ride to the nearest video store to rent a movie. If you wanted to play video games, instead of sitting for hours in front of an Xbox, you’d travel to the local arcade, hustle from game-to-game, then walk the mall for an hour. In fact, most of the kids I knew never stopped moving! Every day was an adventure — with limitless explorations and possibilities.
Regardless, I still found a way to grow fat and sluggish. My father was a professional bodybuilder, and he did his best to encourage me to eat less and exercise more, but it was a challenge. (I always found mom’s Twinkie stash). When high school rolled around, I began to grow taller, so my chubby body began to balance out, but my eating habits continued to degrade. I would continue to eat crappy fast food and high-carb snacks well into my twenties. I adopted a life of daily weight-resistance training (from Pops) heavily in my twenties, which was without a doubt the only thing that saved me from getting Diabetes. My twenties also consisted of a lot of alcohol-fueled weekends. For ten years, my body endured daily punishment. A roller-coaster ride of fast food, beer, and rigorous fitness.
“For ten years, my body endured daily punishment. A roller-coaster ride of fast food, beer, and rigorous fitness.”
The first half of my 30s were fairly good to me. My body was showing no signs (other than joint pain) of slowing down. But I was following a diet of significant refined carbohydrates and sugar. In fact, I never even considered sugar. I assumed that because I quit consuming soda in my twenties, I was cleared of any sugar side effects whatsoever. When it came to nutrition, I was as clueless as the rest of them. I also fell into the ridiculous high-protein regimen that all the bodybuilders were following — regularly consuming as much as 300 grams of protein per day! The bad habits continued until I had my first child at 36. Something inside me became very aware of my mortality while holding my little girl. From that day forward, I became more selective as to what went into my body. But I still had a LONG way to go.
At around age 40, my wife and I decided to become pesco-vegetarians; (vegetarians that consume eggs and fish). We did it for both, personal and health reasons. I say the word “vegetarian” loosely because I was still consuming a lot of protein powders and bars that I’m sure were not considered vegetarian by any means. This is when my health began to take a turn for the worst. Two+ years of consuming mostly egg whites, quinoa, beans, yogurt, peanut butter, oatmeal, Boca Burgers, excessive fruit, and protein shakes began to take a toll on my body. My joints began to really hurt, I had massive brain fog, insomnia, and almost no energy throughout the day. I consumed way too much coffee — as well as chemically-induced pre-workout drinks.
“I had adopted the same mindset as everyone else — in that it’s normal to fall apart as we age.”
Every day, my body was craving vital fats and cholesterol while trying to digest a monumental amount of gut-wrecking lectins. The overconsumption of grains, gluten, and dairy had produced so much inflammation in my body, that life was becoming challenging. But at the time, I wasn’t fully aware that the food I was eating, as well as my poor lifestyle habits (like a lack of sleep), were at the root of my problems. I had adopted the same mindset as everyone else — in that it’s normal to fall apart as we age.
Then it happened. In October of 2016, at 42, the years of abuse finally took its toll on my gut. It literally “broke.” To sum it up, I couldn’t make it more than an hour without severe diarrhea. This went on for three weeks before I went to the doctor. I had dropped 20 pounds and had to eat and drink something every hour of the day to stay hydrated and nourished. After the doctors received my blood results, they informed me that everything looked good and that this would eventually pass.
“The next 18 months that followed would be a life-changing transformational journey.”
As you can imagine, this forced me into survival mode. I didn’t know about functional medicine doctors at the time, so I took full responsibility for my own life. I was on my own. The next 18 months that followed would be a life-changing transformational journey. One that would not only heal me but a journey that would open up a whole new world of possibilities for me, my family, and anyone else that would listen.
So, by now, you may be wondering what exactly I was suffering from. Well, I wish I had a simple answer, but the truth is, there’s nothing “simple” about the gut microbiome. But I know (for certain) that I had some level of IBS, Leaky Gut Syndrome, SIBO, and histamine intolerance all happening simultaneously. This was the result of decades of abuse on my body. Low-quality foods, vegetable oils, refined carbs, sugar, lectins, NSAIDS, processed foods, grains, gluten, beer, stress, H2 acid-blockers, and poor sleep habits all played a huge role! And here’s the kicker. My story IS NOT UNIQUE. Millions of Americans’ health is deteriorating as a result of poor eating habits and lifestyle choices.
“If we don’t start making some drastic changes, we (as well as generations to come) will suffer dire consequences.”
My mission is to help people live better. I believe that most of us want to feel better, but just don’t know where to begin. Between dated conventional wisdom and the overwhelming number of so-called experts bombarding us with misleading health advice, people are giving up before they even start. I desperately want men and women to experience the kind of newfound health I’ve unlocked for myself. Too many of us submit to the age-old tagline; “it’s just a part of getting old.”
It’s never too soon (or late) to begin changing your health, and ultimately, your life.