The Speed of Light
My baby brother is coming to town. I am excited to see him and his wonderful family. (His son is pictured with me in the blog pic — about 12 years ago)
I’ve only seen my brother twice in the last 25 years or so. It blows m mind when I think of that. Time doesn’t just fly, it zooms by so fast I can only barely comprehend it — it is as fast as the speed of light.
I think it is the “lightspeed” at which time zooms past us that has me at WW. My health was something I was going to see to when I had time. Well, realistically, when do we ever have time? I mean, it took what seems like no time at all to gain over 100 pounds.
Health isn’t something you see to in your spare time. You need to make it a vital part of your life. We live in a country with wealth to spare. Our children are afforded opportunities other children dream of — but I can’t recall anyone ever impressing upon me the vital, absolutely imperative need to protect my health. Duh.
We had gym class, health class and for those of us who are a little older, home ed. But no one told us how it really is when you are seriously overweight and unhealthy.
No one ever told me how hard it would be for me to tie my shoes or paint my toenails — or how or how hard it would be to get up and down off the floor. No one said it would make sitting in small theater seats uncomfortable or make travel almost unbearable. Nobody said it would be harder to be taken seriously in many areas. No one said it would be extra hard to look good in clothes. No one said I’d miss out on fun stuff with my children because I’m just too tired. No one said my children would never get to go to a water park because mommy was too embarrassed;
I’ve missed out on some great things — now don’t get me wrong, I have a wonderful life and I love every minute of it most days. I just wish I had had the sense, when I was young, to preserve my health.
Of course, on the flip side, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to meet all of you.
