I’ve been thinking about my health recently.
I’ve always been one to value health and wellness, nutrition and exercise - fitness in general. But I’ve always had ‘reasons’ why I could not live the way I wanted. There was always something. And, truth be told, there will always be reasons. Money. I can’t afford to eat healthy. Time. I’m just too busy to exercise, to plan meals, to grocery shop. Tired. I just don’t have the energy to exercise, to go out for fresh food or that missing ingredient for that recipe.
So what does that mean? I’m too tired to live? I’m too busy for life? I can’t afford to live? Then what the heck am I doing??
And then there’s a different problem to busyness: eating too quickly (and let’s not forget ‘quick food’ generally means ‘unhealthy food’). My mind is going over and over the tasks of the day, and the next day, and the rest of the week, the rest of the month. I hardly taste the food, and my hand is trying to move from plate to mouth as fast as a thought is moving from forefront to background. Impossible. This leads to eating more than necessary because I’m not thinking about it: I’m not thinking about whether I’ve satisfied my hunger or not. And sometimes I blasted well liked the food and wanted to actually taste it - at least a couple bites of it. Mindless eating… This usually means I get a lil more to satisfy my taster. But it’s not healthy. Eating slower means I don’t overeat (well, less likely), I can enjoy it, and I maintain a healthier digestive tract.
I’ve been doing better with the home-cooking arena lately, and the targeted shopping. Oh, and the exercise a lil bit too. :) But I have not been conquering the hasty eater, which makes me feel like a failure. And then there’s the semi-contrasting side that gets upset at hunger for interrupting my work. “For pity’s sake, I fed you [two hours/three hours] ago! Does it ever end?” What a mess. But let’s not delve into my pathology too far, shall we…
Today a phrase kept repeating in my mind (but not in the annoying way): “Savor it.”
So many times I treat day-to-day life the same way I do food. It’s either in my way or sped through by overthinking the future and losing sight of the present. Savor it. Savor the moments. Think in the moments. No, don’t lose sight of the future. Keep planning. But not at the expense of the present. If I enjoy it the first time, I won’t feel like I need to go back for seconds. I won’t wake up suddenly to realize my ‘bowl’ is empty and I never even tasted it. I won’t be left with vague memories of a vague life.
So that’s my advice for the day. For the week. The month. For life.
I have a confession.
I got lazy.
I had a lot going on, a lot of sleepless nights, a lot of grinding, I was tired...excuses. I didn't try as hard as I should have...regrets.
I adopted an "I don't care, it's not that serious" attitude towards life. I figured as long as I did the bare minimum to coast and get by, I was good...