It shocks me that the majority of North Americans take their health for granted. I have read the research, I know that there are many complex social, psychological and cultural reasons for this. I know that there is a positive correlation between socioeconomic status and health.
What really confuses me is all the people with money and knowledge who simply make poor choices. This would include, unfortunately, many family members and friends I care about, and worry about.
I don't preach to them. I know that doesn't work anyway. Everyone is free to make their own choices. I try not to judge and I try to understand.
Nothing, however, reminds me of the importance of health than when I am sick myself. This week, being flattened by a flu bug (along with both girls), just served to reinforce for me why I do everything I do in terms of diet, exercise and lifestyle (sleep, etc.).
Pain sucks. Tuesday I just felt horrendous, every muscle in my body ached and my head was pounding. I had no appetite or energy. Besides the physical discomfort, it sucked to not be able to do everything I wanted to do. That's one of the many reasons I work out. I don't ever want to be held back by physical limitations from doing the things important to me. When my weight-loss clients tell me they don't like to exercise, I tell them to think of it as a blessing to have the ability to do it. It really is!
Wednesday the pain was gone but I still had no appetite and my energy was still lower than normal and I felt weak. Ooh I don't like feeling that way! It was also the warmest day of the year so far, yet I couldn't enjoy it. I felt like I was missing out. I felt isolated and alone (despite the fact that I was dealing with the 2 girls, also not feeling their best).
These experiences always get me thinking about what it must be like to have chronic pain or mobility issues. Its one thing to deal with it for a few days, but what about months, years or a lifetime! Sure, sometimes these things cannot be prevented. But often they can.
Yesterday I was thrilled to be back to myself enough to get a workout in and go to the office. I feel like I've joined the world again, thank goodness!
Today I am celebrating my health and looking forward to a weekend of not very much. Just work, the girls activities and family time. Its all ordinary, every day stuff, and I love it and its a blessing.
Have a wonderful weekend and don't take your health or mobility for granted. Go out there and run, skip, and play, breathe deeply, twirl, roll down a grassy hill and celebrate being alive!