Today I was driving down the mountain and the brakes went out on the Xterra. Completely. No e-brake. Foot to the floor. Nothing

I don’t know if I have had a more intense experience in my life. The odd thing was that I didn’t feel anything in the moment.

Everything slowed down and my mind made very quick decisions. I was already in first gear and I knew there was an uphill coming up and if I could make it to the switchback…I could stop instead of taking the truck into the side of a cliff. This meant barreling through a river going 30 or 40. I got some air off a boulder and made it to the uphill and put it in Park and stepped out. My body wanted to move so I sprinted up the next hill. Then I called the mechanic.

A busted strut and a blown out disk break that caused all the brake fluid to leak out, but fucking Pura Vida.

Last year at this time, I was sitting Zazen in the snow with my father, practicing coming back to the present. Moments like today force you into it, but you can build a longer Gap and you can smile and feel your breathe in what could be that last moment.

I am so thankful for being in too many sketchy situations in my life that I know what this feeling is like. I can be in the thick of epinephrine and act, not freak out. I am also thankful for Mario teaching me how to drive shifter karts and Ferraris through the Texas Hill Country. I am obviously thankful that I am typing this instead of taking a dirt nap, but if I didn’t make it this is probably the way I would want to go out. It’s not really a good time though because I need to cook food for the puppies and Steph doesn’t get home until Saturday, so yea not yet.

Given, I almost died today so I am not going to hold my tongue.

“Functional Medicine” makes one of three critical mistakes.

1) An error of omission AKA overreaching. This can happen in any field when we try to shove everyone and anyone in our box. If you are reading this you are probably hell bent on becoming aware of what you don’t know, you don’t know. In functional medicine the stakes are even higher. You think someone has a cortisol and methylation issue because that’s what you DO, but they really have stage II lymphoma and you never even ran the most common ominous markers.

2) All kinds of woo or pseudoscience with no appreciation or just complete disregard for the scientific method. Labs need to be precise and accurate and shown so by a third party. They need to actually measure something of value that can be changed over time. What you do needs to be backed by the scientific method and you should be able to explain and understand the mechanism of how it works (even if it is Placebo, which I will use for certain nebulous symptoms because the research supports it but even when I do this I use very very cheap supplements with high reward zero risk ratios.)

3) Worry. If you are building an army of Type A SNP Carrying Health Hypochondriacs. STOP. IT. The human organism is the smartest and most deadly predator to ever roam this planet. The meat suit you drive around in has 5 million red blood cells in a drop of blood, your brain thinks before you are even aware you are having a “thought”, you incinerate 3,000 to 5,000 pounds of food a year at 98.6 degrees, and without counting a thing you maybe gain a pound over the holidays. Boohoo. The average American eats over 69,000 grams of pure sugar per year and their fasting blood sugar might go up by 1 or 2 points which equals around 0.05 grams! Walk slowly away the next time you see or hear someone legitimately worried about the lights just happening to get flipped on after dark or diatribe someone else for eating a banana. Leave these humans to their fragile existence and if someone tries to bitch at you about a banana, slap them with it.

Carry On.