It’s been tough waiting it out until the book got into my hands. We left for a short New Year’s trip to the California Desert. I could see that on December 27th, Amazon said my book was ‘Delivered’. Alas, it was in the hands of my mail-person. She kept it safe until it was delivered on January 3rd. What a mad couple of days trying to figure out which Genotype I am! I’m pretty confident on my measurements. I had my massage therapist do the height, torso and leg measurements yesterday, and my index fingers are definitely 1 or 2 centimeters longer than the ring fingers. And looking at the Advanced Calculators in the appendix of the book, it looks like except for one combination for Gatherer (of which my measurements are all opposite), I could be an Explorer……..or an Explorer!

I haven’t played much with the strength testing, I haven’t been able to do the fingerprinting yet. But those things I know, like Rh, body type, etc, still scores me as strong for Explorer. And I am very directionally challenged. I can’t find my way out of a paper bag sometimes. I’m allergic to most common antibiotics. And I love the buzz of caffeine.

I was so hoping to be a Nomad! I could live very happily on those food choices. In fact, I’d be in a virtual gustatory heaven! No such luck. There is no chance for a B- nonsecretor being admitted to Nomad-land.

Hubby has always been dismissive of BTD, and laughed when I showed him the GTD book and said “Look honey, a new diet!” He said some not so nice things about the good Doctor D, and we went on about our business. I must say he has been very good about cooking thinks for me according to BTD. He always buys lamb if he is having pork or chicken, etc. Well, when I told him that chicken was okay now, guess what we had for dinner last night? I’m a little leery of going whole hog on chicken, just because I haven’t eaten it for so long. But I didn’t have any noticeable ill effects.

Now, tonight he is cooking pot roast. I just don’t have the heart to tell him I have to lay off tomatoes and sweet potatoes for a few months. I’ll just eat around them. One thing I did decide to do was to finally give up coffee. I’ve been battling that demon the whole time on BTD. This morning it was a pot of green tea. Right now I’m sipping a licorice/peppermint tea. No headache yet. Might come tomorrow. I’ll get through it.

I’m still not ready to give up my bourbon yet. One big vice at a time.

Anyway, I’ll keep exploring (oh, bad pun!) this new diet. I still have a niggling feeling that I might be gatherer….but my torso is longer than my leg length and my lower leg is shorter than my upper leg. Ack! My destiny is set.