St. Patrick’s Day: Fat Gain Bonanza

Fun fact: a 2012 estimate pegged the total amount spent worldwide on beer for St. Patrick’s Day at $245 million.

If we average it to $4 a beer, that’s over 9 ½ BILLION calories consumed.

(And we haven’t factored in other types of drinks, or the typical greasy fare that goes with them.)

It takes about 3,000 surplus calories to create 1 pound of fat.

So after some not-so-quick math we find that well over 3 million pounds of fat are added to world’s bellies, hip and thighs – IN ONE DAY.

Now THAT’s a party.

Let the treadmills of the world tremble in anticipation of the pounding they’ll get this week.

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Stay motivated as we count down the last days of winter.

And yes, you can start from Monday.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day,

Conor Kelly

The tiny gluten-free hinge that swings open BIG health doors

Just a thought, but this might be the most valuable note I post all year.

(I like to peak early – then coast.)

What if you could make a single commitment that would instantly remove MOST obstacles to weight loss?

If you did, that would be to embrace gluten-free living.

Gluten is a protein found in many grains.

It’s also used as a consolidating agent.  It fluffs up our burger buns, danishes, and pizza crusts, and helps them hold together.  It’s everywhere.  Even in ketchup.  We’re so heavily glutenized that more people are developing a condition known as Celiac’s Disease, an outright allergy to gluten.  Sufferers can’t tolerate even a bite of the stuff.  But among those of us who don’t have Celiac’s, at least 40% are intolerant to some degree.

Gluten is also the common denominator in many autoimmune disorders.

(If you have anything autoimmune going on you should immediately pull gluten out of your diet to see if it helps.)

Even if you’re not doubled over in pain at the first bite of a croissant…AND you don’t have any direct intolerance to it, regular consumption of gluten-y grains leads to a condition known as leaky gut, in which the junctions of your intestinal walls loosen and let microscopic food particles escape.

Your immune system reacts to these tiny rovers as foreign intruders and revs up the machinery of inflammation.

When inflammation is persistent, insulin resistance and cortisol resistance are likely.  This at best makes it nearly impossible for you to burn fat, and at worst, can render you foggy-headed, depressed, and unable to sleep.

But we do love our grains, don’t we?

You can love ‘em, but you don’t have to love what they do to you.

Like any other abusive relationship, there comes a time to strap on your walking boots.

And here’s the magic…

ONE decision, i.e. to nix gluten, eliminates so many fat loss hazards.  Pizza, baked goods, pasta, breads…adios, muchachos!  An adjustment to be sure, but all that’s left is to organize yourself around a single unifying principle.  No complicated learning curve.  No time-wasting.  Go for the jugular.

Rip out fat’s beating heart.

You’ll be tempted to think, “sounds good in theory, but hard in practice”.  Don’t.  If anything, it’s easier.  The beauty of doing things this way is it wipes out 80% of the thinking you’d need to do otherwise.  That creates a giant surplus of willpower reserves.

If you don’t believe me, try it.

Take 30 days.

Plan ahead, do whatever you have to, but for 30 days, not an ounce of gluten.  See how you feel.  Then decide if I’m right.

(By the way, that’s not carte blanche to load up on sugary gluten-free treats.  All the other rules of good eating still apply here.)

One choice – so many problems solved.

No need to thank me…

It’s all in a day’s work.

Happy Single-Choice-Making,

Conor Kelly
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Yet another unexpected benefit of exercise

It’s said that Edison, when he needed an answer to a question, would take a nap.

By the time he woke up, he’d usually have it.

You see, he understood that by NOT focusing on a problem, you find creative solutions.

Whether suspending conscious judgment rouses the subconscious, which then serves up previously unnoticed connections, or the ideas come from the ethers, God, or the Universe…no matter what you believe, many of the world’s greatest thinkers have used a similar tack through the ages.

So here’s another suggestion…

Go workout.

That’s where I get most of my best ideas.

(Including the one for this email.)

If you do anything creative, ever, or you’re simply uncertain about how to handle a personal issue, take off the ol’ thinking cap and instead hit the gym (or the yoga mat, or the living room floor).

Get a pushup infusion.

Uno, the act of devoting your attention to something different frees your mind to send forth some of its best inventions.  Dos, a wee bit of sport provides the oxygen your brain needs for optimal function.  Tres, research shows exercise stimulates the production of neuronal growth factor BDNF, which plays a crucial role in the re-shaping of synapses.

There you have it…

Staying in tune with your breath, flexing your muscles, and getting your body into movement all have the potential to be the fiery spark that ignites fresh thinking.

It’s not like you needed any more reasons to exercise…

Just thought I’d lay down a trail of bread crumbs for you intellectual types.

To get ye olde ball rolling with such creativity enhancements, call (416) 826-4844 to request your personal training consultation.

Your Mona Lisa…your Statue of David…your War and Peace is in there.

Let’s beat it out of you with squats and dumbbell presses.

Happy Creating,

Conor Kelly
conorkelly.com


The defeat of Mega Man

In 1995, a future World’s Strongest Man winner, Sweden’s Magnus Samuelsson, made his debut in the contest.

The event was arm-wrestling, and the athletes were going head to head.

Magnus’ opponent was the largest man in the lineup, the six foot ten Australian, Nathan Jones.

They called him Mega Man.

(If you remember the opening scene of Troy, he played Boagrius, the giant who steps out to challenge Brad Pitt’s Achilles.)

Mega Man was a bit like the character he played in the movie.  He was mean.  Often angry.  And had clear intentions to steamroll anyone in his way.  At six foot five with a thin build, the Swede was considerably smaller.  But Magnus was no slouch.  He was a former arm-wrestling champion.

They clasp hands.  The referee signals start.  You can see the look of determination on Mega Man’s face as he throws his might into flattening Magnus’ hand against the table.  But Magnus is stronger than expected – and a much more experienced arm-wrestler.  He holds steady as Mega Man grunts and puffs.

Soon, Magnus has him in what arm-wrestlers call the *arm-break position*.

When the moment is right, he pounces.

Shifting his weight, he allows the full force of his well-practiced arm to plow through his adversary.

In a final, all-out effort to resist, Mega Man uses his own strength to induce a spiral fracture in his arm, snapping his oversized humerus like a twig.  The bone is dust.  He reels backward, aghast, and screams in shock as his arm hangs at an impossible angle.

Needless to say, that was the end of his campaign.

And it was the beginning of Magnus’ legend.

(I should point out that everyone was horrified by the terrible injury – Magnus most of all.  It was also the last time arm-wrestling was contested in World’s Strongest Man.)

Why do I share this story?

Think of it as a cautionary tale.

A common mistake – one with fitpocalyptic consequences – is trying to do too much, too soon.

I see it all the time.  January rolls around and weary holiday over-eaters attempt a one-eighty by cutting out their favorite foods, and pounding the treadmill with gusto, four or five days a week.  By February, 90% are injured, burned out, or discouraged because life ain’t fun no mo’, and they’ve managed to lose a grand total of three pounds.

Just look around your gym Feb 1, and behold the wasteland that once was a thriving fitocracy.

Most people are allowing themselves to get caught in a deadly arm-break pose.

They’re leveraging their own enthusiasm to destroy their efforts.

So don’t be the giant…

Be the giant-killer.

Acknowledge that results take time, conserve your energy, and your path to victory will soon become clear.

For help with how to do this in stages, call (416) 826-4844 for your personal training consultation.

Until then, stretch yourself…but not too thin.

Heed my words, young Skywalker, lest you suffer the same fate as Mega Man.

Happy Patience,

Conor Kelly
conorkelly.com


Get fit in 2017, start here

Few things in life are more certain than the holiday *hangover* (for some, a literal term) that compels people to clean up their diets and start exercising.

Sure enough, getting in shape tops the list of New Year’s resolutions.

Job numero uno, in my opinion (which makes it fact) is to pick apart roadblocks to success.

One example is detoxing.

Why, you ask?

Most of us have at least some fat loss resistance due to toxicity.

Toxins take up residence in our bodies and cause inflammation – a screw driver in the cogs of an otherwise healthy metabolism.  Fat cells, in particular, become storage ports for these buggers.  This increases the stickiness factor of any stubborn fat.  Adding to the mix, if your liver is laden with toxins, it’s got fewer resources to devote to fat-burning.

Yup, detoxing es mucho importante.

There are a ton of programs out there for you to choose from, ranging from the somewhat palatable, to the downright horrific.

I’d recommend you start with the Wild Rose Herbal D-Tox, based on the following clever considerations (not to toot my own horn or anything):

One, it’s 12 days.  Even the most discipline-impaired person can navigate the relative short-term-ness of this protocol.

Two, you eat regular food (with a few significant changes…no sugar, nothing processed, no dairy, no alcohol, no yeast).

No fasting or juicing required.

The handy nutrition guide shows you how.

Three, it’s gentle – perfect for newbies.

The herbal concoction mostly helps you go the washroom more often.

Empty colon = happy colon.

But most of all, it’s a short-term commitment to cut out trigger foods that spur cravings.

When you make it through the 12 days…and you will…it’s not that you won’t want your favorite foods any more, but the need is gone.  Your *new normal* will be a big improvement on your pre-detox habits.

And that’s a victory you can build on.

Here’s the link again:

The Conz’ Herbal Protocol That Drives Out Evil Toxins

Get it from any health food store.

By the way, I get absolutely nothing for recommending this.

I just think it’s the perfect kick start to your 2017 fitness ambitions.

Happy Detoxing,

Conor Kelly
conorkelly.com

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Beat colds with this unlikely nutrient

I’ve come to think of my parents’ house as a place where ambitions go to die.

A sort of black hole, nestled imposingly in Southwestern Ontario, it blots out any attempt at a willful act.

Maybe it’s the plush leather couches, with cushions that contour your body like shallow bay waters receiving an ocean liner for its maiden voyage.  Or the exceedingly supportive recliner that catches you quickly, but releases you slowly.  Maybe it’s the big-screen TV.  Or Mom’s home cooking – the main ingredient of which is love.

Whatever the reason, I find it hard to get anything done (other than hardcore relaxing) when I’m home for the holidays.

All that’s to say you’re lucky to hear from me today.

Especially since the tip’s a timely one.

And here it is…

To beat the best of what cold season has to offer, try glutamine.

Glutamine’s an amino acid (the most abundant in the human body, and easily tapped in times of stress, like e.g. a good workout).  Bodybuilders eat it by the spoonful to improve recovery and as a natural GH booster.

Hospitals include it in IV drips for burn victims.

It’s beloved by naturalists for its ability to heal the gut (and it’s vegan-approved, for the more militant among them).

As an added benefit, it’s a potent immune system enhancer.

Things like Vitamin C and Echinacea are commonly recommended for colds.  I also like oregano oil (a great anti-viral).  But I’ve found glutamine does the job better than anything else.  I take five grams per day (at bedtime) for all the above reasons, and if I feel a tickle in my throat (which is rare) I move up to fifteen grams.

I’ll either not get sick at all, or if I do, it’s short-lived and the symptoms are mild.

And I have a four-year-old.

My home breeds more bugs than a virology lab.

Anyway, there you have it: an immunity booster that also builds muscle and burns fat.

I’d say my work here is done.

The recliner is calling.

Can’t…hold on…much…longer…

Happy Cold-Beating,

Conor Kelly
conorkelly.com


The bloodsport of writing

One of the best examples I know of suffering for your art is Virgil’s famous poem, the Aeneid.

He started writing it in 29 B.C., and continued until 19 B.C. – and still wasn’t finished.

That’s an average of a line per day over eleven years.

Some days were good.  Words flowed, and well-formed ideas leapt onto the page.  Other days he sat and stared as doubt and self-condemnation welled up inside him.  He was never happy with the end result, and agonized over every line until his death, upon which he left instructions for the manuscript to be burned.

Bit dramatic for my tastes.

But I am tempted to hurl my laptop from the balcony on occasion.

I emerge from some writing sessions like Jean Claude Van Damme in Bloodsport, with the emotional equivalent of broken ribs and a giant cut that swells my eye shut.  Or like the guy whose face is the slow-motion close-up of a foot entering and permanently disfiguring it.

I’m deliberate about every comma, every break in the text.  Even then, when I finally push ‘send’, my finger hovers reluctantly above the button.  It’s as though my child is leaving the safety of the nest for the first time, “She’s too young!  She’s not ready!!”

Maybe some people feel 100% confident about their writing.

I guess that’s not me.

Anyway, the point is getting fit’s like that too.

It’s non-linear.  I’ve never met anyone who lost exactly two pounds per week for 26 weeks.  Instead, there are fits and starts.  For some people, the engine of transformation comes roaring to life in the first month, only to sputter and fall silent in the next.  For others, nothing visible happens until one day – months later – the fat falls from their flesh as though it were well-cooked steak.

Most folks land somewhere in the middle.

It’s an awkward (and often messy) beginner’s dance between progress and plateau.

All of this offends our aesthetic sense.

But thinking you need to be perfect is a trap.

If I needed to draft elegant prose every time I sat at my desk, you’d never hear from me.  But I write every day.  How?  I embrace ENTROPY.  It’s the principle that everything in the universe tends toward chaos.  Or, in my layman’s interpretation, the energy you put into something becomes a lower, less-organized form, but is never wasted…

Perfect is the enemy of good.

It’s action that counts.

If you’re not having the occasional meltdown, you’re not trying hard enough.

For all his hysterics, Virgil created works that endure two millennia later.

So borrow a page from his parchment, give yourself permission to fail, and be bold enough to take your best shot.

Happy Mess-Making,

Conor Kelly
conorkelly.com