Don’t be content with lies: Happiness is improbable when you are in bad physical condition. Happiness is waking up in the morning with zest for life, feeling tip top, light in your step, bright in the mind, fresh from the inside out!
I always wondered what it would feel like to have a neat body, that didn’t need to be tucked in tight in support garments to appear neat and firm. One that didn’t need to be repositioned every 20 mins, adjusting this band and that belt, and then pulling things out of fat folds. The last time I was in that shape, I was probably 12 years old, and even then I thought I was a michelin man (body dysmorphia). Soon I will know.
I just saw this picture:
with the caption: Tanya “so and so” taking delivery of her NEW Kawasaki Ninja 300SE
And it comes to my mind that this is not a happy person. Now God must please forgive me because my body is not in the best of shape, but when one is not happy, buying shiny looking new and expensive fast(ish) things do not make one happy or look any sexier, or be any more popular. And worse even if one is putting one’s life in danger riding a thing that one’s bodysize makes it even more hazardous to control. My tummy is the third the size of hers, and the heartburn alone, caused by the fuel tank against the tummy, made it a painful nightmare to ride one of those things. After God forgives me can he please send this lady some common sense and help her to set her priorities straight and perhaps invest in healthier living instead of expensive quick methods of dying. But nonetheless, if she wants to relinquish her share of the world’s oxygen (and especially also food) supply earlier than necessary, then so be it, and I thank her for that act of kindness.
This theme has been on my mind this whole week. And what’s written in this brilliant article, just about says it.