Scrutinizing D’Adamo’s Blood Type Diet

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I don’t know about you, but what D’Adamo says about blood type diet DOES make sense to me. And speaking of ‘diet’, don’t get it wrong. It’s about how you’re supposed to eat throughout your lifetime to achieve balance, not about how you can drop some pounds, or in my very case, gain several nanograms.

Why I Believe It

So Dr. D’Adamo says people who are A blood type have a distinct characteristics. This is what he argues about genetic background of Type A:

The key factor in the development of Type A can be traced to the struggle for survival long ago, when there was a rapidly dwindling supply of hunting game stock. Having exhausted the great game herds of Africa, humans pushed farther out from their ancestral home into Europe and Asia. The cultivation of grains and livestock changed everything. For the first time, people were able to forego the hand to mouth lifestyle of the hunter/gatherer and establish stable communities. Over time the adaptations that produced Blood Type A were based on the need to fully utilize nutrients from carbohydrate sources. These biological adaptations can still be observed today in Type A’s digestive structure.

5 ‘Silly’ Remarks to Answer before Eating Healthily (Plus 1)

Health comes first.Taste comes later. Eat up!

So far I feel proud of myself glad for being so consistent and pig-headed enough, not to listen to what people might say about things I swallow. Yeah, who cares because no one is responsible for my well being but me. As someone with a ‘quirky’ way of eating, I’ve gotten used to hearing, confronting, encountering, discovering harsh comments, contemptuous words, or hilarious opinions about my foods. And I deliberately present this very list to you, just to mock myself, reminding me of how ridiculous it may seem to be a health freak.

This afternoon, a fellow worker found me eating the odd mixture of soybeans, brown rice, and… (keep the details, someone’s about to puke). In an instant, she bombarded me with an interogation-like series of queries. And now that I always find them amusing, I’d like to share with you all.

“Do you have a certain serious medical condition, so serious you must eat that? “

I don’t lie. Some people do wonder or ask earnestly whether I develop a serious, terminal disease which requires me to eat that way so as to survive one more day on the planet. I may giggle but I must maintain decorum. I try to take it seriously but still can’t help myself. At times, they ask another version of the question: “What happened to you in the past? Ugh, it must be bad, considering how gross your foods appear to be.”

On Being A Social Media Manager

The phobias you keep encountering as a business social media manager (Image by Intersection Consulting via Flickr)

So the entire office call me Mr. Twitter. Ok, I don’t mind. It’s absolutely fine, indeed. In retrospect, it’s been more than 6 months since the very first time I asked for the password to my coworker. Yes, I had no idea what made me do that. Getting bored throughout the weekend may be the culprit. Then I tweeted something on it, changed the background of it so as to give more classy, professional looks. It was fun initially. Seeing some warm responses people gave really makes you think you’re someone. It WAS…until it had dawned on me that followers number matters and tweeting feels more like a chore than a recreational pastime.

It’s not that I complain about it. I love social media. I do. Ok ok, I partially do as long as it doesn’t involve (too much) professional pressure. And as time goes by, I feel more like a tweeting robot. I tweet all things, to promote a site, which requires mental stability. Sadly I’m not that stable to endure the workload. I broke! I just waved the white flag, well….almost. But that’s because focusing has been a struggle lately. Thanks to the new staff, I regain my focus. Seriously, I hate straying! Things are going better, though. Now it’s time to focus on fixing my own self. The thing is I get bored easily. I used to think blogging was a cool job. It holds true for shrewd experts and seasoned practitioners . But for a newbie who know almost nothing about the niche s/he is going to to write about, it’s a pain in the ass.

Being burned out like now, all of a sudden out popped a chat window. And the chat began. (Sorry, I published our chat without your consent!)