Vitality

I have been more aware of my body lately. My body as my vessel. My body as a separate entity than my mind. Arguably, I have a healthier lifestyle than the average American, but my lifestyle (activity vs. diet vs. self-inflicted damage) can absolutely be improved upon. I "think" about those factors that I can improve often although rarely take any action. When I say "think" I really mean cross my mind in negative terms causing me to make an empty promise to myself, and immediately forget about it and not take the "thought" seriously - a familiar vicious cycle that a majority suffer from.
Right now, I am probably in the best possible position, given access and availability, to actually take a moment, set real conscious decisions and successfully execute these decisions. This time around I have every intention of doing so. As I stated before, I have been focusing a lot on the body - what it is capable of, how you need to nourish it, it's extreme importance, and how thankful I am to have my body - and at that perfect moment my body has thrown its hands up to me and snapped in the face of my mind.

My movement has been compromised and every day tasks are no longer those simple daily tasks. As simple as that – things change. I am lucky - this is a small, fixable ailment. Not everyone has that kind of luck. Yes, I see that I am lucky, but that does not mean that I am not thoroughly upset and depressed that I am laid up and crossing many of my to-do's off my list NOT because I completed them, but because they are out of my reach now that I am injured.
Back to the perfect timing though. When I finally decide to show my body the importance and respect it deserves it proves to me the extent and need for this change and how powerful and/or cumbersome it can be.