My body is my temple, and my vehicle as I go through this life. I think about this as I am running along a dirt road out in the country by myself. I give thanks to whatever made this all possible – the big blue sky over green fields, the little yellow and purple flowers along the roadside, and my legs moving me forward.
But no matter how much I love and appreciate my body, I still manage to do things that I know are not good for it. And I know I’m not the only one. I go out into the world and I see so many overweight or just plain unhealthy looking people, and they don’t look very happy.
Why do people do things that they know are bad for them – like eating junkfood, smoking and drinking alcohol, and not do things that they know are good like exercise? Wouldn’t we all be happier if we were as healthy as we can be? Instead people do all these things that they know are not good for them, then go to the doctor and expect to be healed, cured, fixed.
It has been estimated that around 70% of healthcare costs in this country are due to lifestyle choices. It seems to me that a lot of problems could be solved simply by taking better care of ourselves.