This month we are doing our series on maintaining good health as we pursue our writing careers. When you type for a living, you find yourself sitting A LOT. When you sit a lot, it’s easy to spread A LOT. 🙂 Technology is trying to help our dilemma with things like the treadmill desk, but as for me, I do all my writing from a chair. I really don’t have room for a treadmill desk and let’s be honest, it would be one more piece of workout equipment bought at retail and sold at yard-sale.
I wish I could tell you that I was a vision of health and could provide you with helpful tips on this subject, but I’d be a hypocrite. I struggle with this daily. However, I refuse to give up on the pursuit of getting healthy. In fact, I was recently taught a very valuable lesson concerning health. I became pretty good at complaining about my body. It’s too soft, too achy, and it doesn’t work as well as it once did.
I’m not sure if you noticed, but I missed my last blog date because I took a hard tumble. I could barely move my hand much less type a post. I’d like to say that the fall was from something exciting like rock climbing, but in all honesty, it was just a clumsy misstep from one deck landing to another. While I was recovering the awesome Sally Kilpatrick filled in for me. Thanks again Sally. You rock!
Now that I’ve piqued your curiosity, I broke a crucial bone in my foot, badly sprained my wrist, and took a nice hit on what my father loved to reference throughout my youth as my hard head. 🙂 It hurt! It hurt really badly! It still hurts! That was seven long weeks ago, and I’m still dragging around on a knee scooter and according to my doctor, I have at least another three weeks to go. My family has jumped in and helped out with household responsibilities, however seven weeks later, my mental health is taking its toll. Who would have thought I’d miss loading the dishwasher or walking the dog? All I want is the use of the body I became so good at complaining about. I have a greater appreciation for simple things like getting my own water or making my word count.
Please know that I’m not telling you my story for sympathy, that’s for sure. There are so many people with bigger health issues then my broken foot. I’m telling you this because, maybe like me, your body isn’t as healthy as you’d like it to be. Perhaps you also complain about how you look or how achy you feel. I’m telling you my story in hopes that you will start to appreciate the body you have this very second. Not the one you’ll have ten to twenty pounds from now. I challenge you to be thankful for your body and your health just the way it is!
I’m not saying we should settle here. Should we strive to be healthier? Absolutely! These past few weeks have been enlightening. I want to do more for the body that has done so much for me, by making better food choices, exercising daily and clearing the mental clutter from my mind. I want to show my gratitude for a body well done!
How about you?
Remember to Dream Big!