Gwyneth Paltrow is the US‘s hotter, richer, female version of Pete Evans.
wen the activated almonds hit
The actress is notorious for the kooky health advice she doles out on her wildly successful lifestyle blog, Goop.
First came conscious uncoupling, then we had vaginal steaming, then we were gifted the not at all misguided why chemical sunscreens aren’t great.
And today, we have Earthing.
The article in question, ‘Earthing: How Walking Barefoot Could Cure Your Insomnia & More‘, supposes that “the energy of the planet is healthy for our souls and bodies” because “access to the abundant supply of free electrons in the (subtly negatively charged) ground can help neutralize [sic] free radicals”.
okeh 🙂
Gwynnie swears by the practice’s therapeutic benefits, which can supposedly cure insomnia, arthritis, and depression.
Seriously, slip your shoes off and poof, those inherited chemical imbalances will disappear faster than you can ask why you were born!
If you’re a little less cynical and irreversibly damaged than this writer and you’re actually interested in trying this, Clint Ober, the Earthing-movement leader, recommends you unlace those Nikes and embrace Mother Nature‘s surface at least 30 mins a day.
“The simplest and most natural method of grounding is to go outdoors and place your bare feet and hands directly on the earth—many people choose to go for a barefoot walk in the park or on the beach…. It takes at least a half an hour of exposure to access significant health benefits, so I recommend a minimum of thirty minutes of barefoot time outdoors daily, if possible,” he says.
To be fair, there is something nice about walking down a sandy beach sans shoes. But GP is obviously not privy to ‘Straya’s unforgiving terrain. Such as:
– All bitumen surface between the months of November and March– Every grassed area ever, because bindis– Any boulevard of any major metropolitan city in the country, with special mention to St Kilda, the broken glass capital of Australia– Anywhere where there are trees in the vicinity = twigs are fucked– Any suburban street (doggo turds)
So there’s that. If you need me, I’ll be walking down to Coles without me foot gloves on. If I need stitches, Gwyneth can foot the bill. Lol.
Source: Goop.
Photo: Mike Windle / Getty.
