My Motivation 2.0
After spending the day at my grandfather’s side at the hospital because of his stroke, I’ve come home with a renewed appreciation for my health. No, “appreciation” isn’t the right word since my current health is the result of my own motivation and actions. I have come home with even more motivation to continue eating well and working out regularly.
As you all know, in the past I’ve stated that my main motivation comes from what I see in the mirror. I want to like what I see and I want to feel good about my body (I mean, come on - who doesn’t?). When I used to go home after working for 8 hours at a desk job and then park my ass in front of the TV and watch movies and/or TV for 5 or 6 hours straight I felt horrible about myself. I knew I wasn’t doing anything to better my body or take care of it. I was just… existing. It was bad and I hated myself so yes, the image I see in the mirror is still a HUGE motivator to me, as is how I feel in my own skin and about my own body.
However, the newest form of motivation came from my grandpa yesterday. He had a stroke on Monday night and I visited him yesterday in the hospital. His tongue is paralyzed, so he can’t swallow or talk, as is his right hand. At at this point it’s unknown how much movement he will recover in either - though the prognosis is good for his hand.
My grandpa hasn’t ever eaten healthy foods consistently. Pasta is a food staple and has been his entire life (multiple meals a week, I’m talkin). Even after having a heart attack a few years back he didn’t change his patterns. He doesn’t and hasn’t worked out, as far as I know… ever. His heart attack (or was it two of them?) and this stroke of his are the result of eating a lifetime’s worth of … simply put… bad food. It is only in the last 10 years or so that he and my grandmother “went organic” and began eating slightly healthier. He was already 74 then - that’s about 50 years too late. I’m not saying that you can’t change your direction in life, but with health, it’s got to be something you do ALL YOUR LIFE!
It’s not a joke - we’re talking about our life and death here and it DOES matter. Your health and wellness is cumulative. After a certain amount of years, the damage is done and what you’ll be stuck with is dealing with the aftermath of choices you made 20, 30, 40, even 50 years ago. I don’t want my aftermath to be heart attacks and strokes.
I want to live a long, healthy life & when I do eventually die, I’d like it not to be from some long, drawn out illness that is because of a lifestyle disease. If I can possibly omit those illnesses from the list of ways I die.. well, shit man… I’m gonna do it!
And you should too!
Sure, there are no guarantees. I know that - but I also know that “For the first time in history, lifestyle diseases like diabetes [type 2], heart disease, some cancers and others kill more people than communicable ones.” The source here and a further source, the CDC.
So… yeah. I’m gonna do everything I can to prevent that from happening to me. It’s my responsibility.
My good health is my true wealth.
xxx,
M
