Service interruptus
If you’ve been to this site in the last week, then you may know my site went down for that long. At issue was some administrative malarkey and the expiry of the domain registration, which I had registered through a former host (HostGator). However, the former host (unbeknownst to me) was a reseller for a completely different host (eNom), and neither had any record of my domain. Complicating matters was that my current host (HostMonster) told me if I transferred the domain reg to them, I wouldn’t have to pay anything. They neglected to tell me I had to pay either HostGator or eNom to keep the domain active. And while I was battling it out with the two other hosts as to where and with whom I actually was supposed to renew, horrordiet.com exipred.
Thankfully, when this happened, HostGator did recover my records, and upon my payment, deeded me with another year of kvetching about my life and girth. So happy anniversary to me. Still no weight lost, but not for lack of trying.
Recent purchases toward that end, or at least toward better health have included a square wave generator, also known as a zapper, for killing parasites via electricity. I’ve used it a handful of times and the best thing about it so far is the money back guarantee. I’m told most people don’t feel anything for a few months, and since the guarantee expires at the end of month 3, I’ll have a better assessment of this thing as helpful or crap in a couple of months. I bought the Ultimate Zapper, at $200, but you can get them for as low as $10 or make one yourself if you’re a physics geek. I believe only the ‘UZ’ comes with the guarantee.
I also wasn’t feeling any love from IntraMIN, so I went ahead and bought IntraMAX, a high-powered vitamin and mineral drink. I’ve talked to a few people who take it daily and swear it’s the Golden Ticket for how much difference it’s made in their lives. So I said WTF and coughed up $45 for a six-pack of trial-sized bottles on eBay.
The best thing I have done healthwise over the past few months is hot yoga. I only went once, but dayum. Bikram yoga it is not; the founder of Bikram is IMHO a sadist who often pushes yoga students beyond their limits and into injury. Hot yoga is simply yoga done in a room heated to 105°. And most people wear sweatpants and socks, I thought at first to amplify the sweating, but later I realized it’s to prevent the eventual slipping and sliding all over the yoga mat. As if I wasn’t uncoordinated enough, attempting yoga on a slippery pool of sweat without falling over made me soul search for an internal mantra that would provide some comfort. “No one is looking at me. No one can see me. I am invisible!” seemed to work the best.
And yet afterward, I felt so good I could hardly believe it. Bendy is a wonderful feeling. Yoginis speak of yoga as a way to ‘come home to yourself’ and I felt so incredibly grounded afterwards, more than I’d ever been.
The feeling lasted a good two days, and then I tripped and fell in a grocery store, and in one fell swoop garnered whiplash, a concussion and a sprained knee. Yoga - hot or not - would have to wait.
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