Ever wonder why I blog so much about lifting weights, diet, exercise, and so on? Sure, guns are fun, self-defense is important — but if self-defense is all about preserving your life, then probably a more important thing to do is take care of yourself.
Dr. Sherman House (never met the guy, but we’ve exchanged some chatter and he’s friends with many people I know and respect) just came back from the ether. He’s been on a hell of a ride and well… you’d do well to learn from his experience.
Click through, read on. And then, do something tangible with the learnings.
Well, it’s a long story. Indulge me here for a few…there is a personal defense message near the terminus. As some of you know, I am a dentist by trade. I have worn other hats in a fairly exciting life. I had the distinct displeasure of contracting tuberculosis WAY back in 1999 whilst working as a fireman/EMT in Western Washington State. I had to take a handful of HUGE pills, everyday, for six months. The pills (Pyrazinamide and Rifampin) made me itch, feel nauseous, and made my food taste metallic and not good. I was exhausted, and spent most of that six months feeling like a sweaty, miserable, mess. After the six months had passed, I still didn’t feel great, and it took some time until I was able to, “feel,” right again.
Fast Forward to 2012…it was an ugly year. My dear friend, “Uncle,” Paul Gomez died suddenly, on…
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