happy new year!
yes, i realize that it’s almost march but i haven’t posted since december. i got a new job and started it in january and have been running ever since. (new job is awesome, by the way)
right now, i’m on an early morning delta flight out of dfw headed first to minneapolis and then to duluth. the cabin in this small plane smells like freshly brewed coffee and morning breath from the several men around me sleeping with their mouth wide open and head back. from duluth i will rent a SUV and drive an hour and half to ashland, wisconsin. otherwise known as God’s country. look it up on a map. it may be only 6 degrees up there but i consider it to be a huge perk of my job to experience the beauty which is northern wisconsin. then i turn around and drive back, stay by the airport and am on an early morning flight out of duluth to minneapolis and land back at dfw tomorrow at noon.
living healthy.
so at my age (46) i just realized i could die someday. as a gen x’er (i’m stereotyping) the thought of dying or coming up on serious health issues could not have been further from my mind. i was invincible and could smoke as much as i wanted (after all, the kids from my favorite movies did like st. elmos fire and singles.)
drink wine as much as i wanted like carrie bradshaw in sex and the city and not care about how it affected me and my body.
now i know. and it’s a sobering fact of life. you get old and your body and organs go along for the ride.
my brother who is four years younger than me had a couple massive heart attacks around thanksgiving. they had to shock him 19 times and his heart stopped beating for over 15 minutes. my brother and i have a very strained and challenging relationship but it has made me sad for him. it has made me think of me too. that maybe it isn’t enough for me to just drink my trader joe’s super green powder drink every morning and “try” to walk 30 minutes before slumping back in front of my computer for the rest of the day. maybe i have to do more and maybe it’s urgent. maybe i better stop thinking that all there is what makes me happy now and think about the fact that what i do now will make me very happy in the future.
so i’m not a complainer or a whiner, i’m a doer and so i got a physical. i’m on a plan to lose weight and eat right. it is not going to be easy. in fact, i forgot about eating right when i ordered a BLT sandwich and fries at st. pete’s dancing marlin this weekend. i only ate half.
baby steps.
i also have a cardiologist who is going to run all the tests and wants to see me every 6 months. she’s awesome. my mom had her first heart attack at only 49. and i’m 46.
it’s a journey,right? that’s what they say. i hope that i can do this and have encouragement along the way.
happy new year!
