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Gelatin and Growth Hormone Releaser Update
Same as last time I reported, which is to say, I like it, thank you very much. No, I have not miraculously lost a bunch of weight. On the other hand, I'm managing to hold the cookbook weight gain to a bare minimum, and for a girl who gained back a good couple of sizes writing diet cookbooks, that's no small thing. (I also credit my habit of weighing myself first thing every morning with this success. Attention is a powerful tool.)
But I feel better. I mean, a lot better. Okay, I had a cold a couple of weeks back, and I've had some allergic snorkiness. The mold levels are sky-high here in beautiful Southern Indiana, so it's post-nasal drip or drugs, I'm afraid. That said, I am energetic and strong, more so than before. My mood is calm and cheerful, one might even say chipper. I'm waiting to see what effect this has on my usual Seasonal Affective Disorder. If I don't find myself contemplating suicide by early February, it will be a very big deal. (Do not panic. I am not at any actual risk. It's just that by early February I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired that dying seems easier than dragging myself through another gray, snowy day. I am, however, bright enough to realize that at that point I'm only a few weeks away from returning sunshine.)
My favorite thing about the gelatin/GH releaser habit, however, is that I don't ache anymore. I live an active life, and pretty commonly would have achy shoulders, or a stiff neck, or a headache, or some combination thereof. My doctor, knowing that I would not abuse them, let me have low-level muscle relaxants and painkillers in the house, to take at my discretion. I was taking a "cocktail" -- one of each -- a couple of times a week. I don't think I've take either one since I started with the gelatin, and certainly not since I added the GH releasers. Not even after doing a killer slow burn workout on my Total Gym. I just don't need 'em.
I just plain feel younger. And for this fifty-two year old, that's enough reason to keep taking the stuff.
I'm also still sleeping extraordinarily well, and waking up far, far earlier than I historically have. I was up at 7 this morning; for years I had to set a clock to get up by 9. Hey, there was a time I had to set a clock to get up by 10! Now I'm happily awake and ready to get up, nearly always before 8. It's still a tad disconcerting, but I like it. I'm constantly looking up and thinking "I've gotten X, Y, and Z done, it must be at least 1 pm by now," only to discover it's only 11:30 or so. Weird, but nice.
All told, it's worth the modest expense, and I intend to keep it up.