With presures of business and lifes little hicups it's easy to neglect your health and fitness. What's the harm in having a few beers when your friends come round every afternoon, a then a couple of wines with dinner. Well there's only 3 stubies left in the bar fridge may as well polish those off too. Next morning "I'll go to the gym this afternoon". I could go out and see some clients, bugger it I'll send them an email". Lunch time my mate from over the road calls in "What about lounch at Tomatoes?" they have a deal down there pay for 5 Crownies get one free and the pizza's are great. "Well I can't go to the gym now" and so the cycle goes on. Gee figures are down this year it must be the ecconamy, or those bloody politicians. I can give up the grog any time I like.
Does this sound familiar when your in your thirties or even forties you can get away with this for a while but definately not at 63.
Two weeks ago I had to draw a line in the sand, even went to a meeting. For the first week I felt lethagic and craved for sweets.
But I hit the gym every second day , drank tea in the afternoon with my mates and took the dog for a walk at night. In just this short time the business has picked up, my book is comming along and BP is 110/70 with a pulse of 53/minute.
Don't think for one moment that I've gone all prude, anything but.
Enjoy life to the max grog can be a wonderful slave or a terrible master.