I recently finished the book Nine Perfect Strangers by Liane Moriarty. It was a 5 star book, in my opinion. As an author, she never fails to write great books. That however, is not the point to what I am writing. There was a line in the book, that I am paraphrasing, that has had me thinking. A character had a heart attack and a nurse said that they always know which men will improve their health after such an event based on the condition of their facial hair. A man who takes the time to groom himself is a man who will embrace the healthy lifestyle needed to survive. The character immediately shaves her legs and for those who have read the book, takes a healthy lifestyle to levels of absolute crazy.
When I finished the book, I shaved my legs. I also realized how true that statement is. Self care and a healthy lifestyle should be the cornerstone of everything we do. I know that I am guilty of indulging a bit too much on everything. I don’t exercise nearly enough and I will let stress get to me more than it should. Yoga, a form of exercise and relaxation, which I actually love doing, is nothing more than an occasional activity for me. I also have been told a number of times that I need to start strength training. I love it when 21-year-old personal trainers tell their 40 something clients that we are losing muscle mass due to our age. I know that, I just hate doing it. But, I should listen, she is just trying to help. I will get on a treadmill, but tend to walk at a leisurely pace, I don’t actually think that is the point of a treadmill.
I think I need to really decide what kind of activities I love that will lead me to a healthier lifestyle. I would love to hear what others do. Is it yoga? Pilates? Hiking? NO RUNNING though. The only time I will be seen running, a bear will be behind me. I read over and over again that you have to find a form of exercise you love in order for it to truly stick, so I need to hear what people do, that they love. I hate for this to sound like I am making some kind of resolution. It just so happens that I finished the book December 30th (I think), so the timing is coincidental.
My dad walking on the beach on Lake Michigan. His favorite self care ritual