A Sandy Walk sign at the beach was a good reminder to me to get my behind outside and walk often. And I did and I’ve been trying to keep some exercise in my routine when I returned from vacation. A Sandy Walk is what I would enjoy today. But that ain’t happening anytime soon being the beach is far away now, so I’ll stick with some laps around the workplace and treadmill in the mean time because I can’t give up on exercise.
I don’t know why its an issue. I feel good after it for the most part. I know its good for me and will hopefully let me live a longer and healthier life. But I never stick with it. Just like eating right. Sometime and sometimes not.
A Sandy Walk.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I don’t know if it’s a lack of discipline or that I like to enjoy life sometimes and its the personal balance I just choose to keep. Some kind of balance some might say. I work hard, I play hard. Not the best of combinations I can tell you. Now you might think how can hard work be bad for you. Well just like anything taken to an extreme, it can be bad.
Hard work has taught me so many lessons. Most of them good. There have been times in my life where I have been working multiple jobs at the same time. No different from many of you I’m sure. All for various and legitimate reasons. But its a strain on both the mind and body. It can be done. It is done and it will be done in the future.
But it comes with a price. Those days and hours are time that you can’t get back, you can’t retrieve. Be it with family, friends or just some alone time or rest. And those hours of missed rest I think count heavier on your total hours to live. Yes different people have different tolerances. That is why its important to listen to your mind and body. And don’t ignore its signals to long. Don’t work through those alerts too often or there are consequences.
I’m wondering if the cancers I’ve had are ones I’ve created myself at times. Or if they would have come on regardless of my history? You read about things like lack of sleep, poor diet, no exercise sometime determining or being at increased risk of disease. And while the medical profession is far from an exact science even in this day and age, those things are becoming more clear every day.
Well enough rambling on for one morning. Time to get out of this seat and on the treadmill.
I’ve grown frustrated trying to change people with closed minds.- I’ve grown frustrated with people who don’t value life.
- I’ve grown frustrated with my own failings.
- I’ve grown frustrated with our inability to live in peace within our own country.
- I’ve grown frustrated with everyone’s greed.
- I’ve grown frustrated with myself for not pursuing my dreams earlier.
- I’ve grown frustrated at not having enough time to make all those I love happier.
- But I will try to make this a better day for others and myself.
