bodies and temples...

I heard it said that if our bodies are temples, some of us look like the maintenance crew retired years ago. Like everything else in life, our bodies too need to be maintained. I can’t expect to brush my teeth once and never have to again nor can I shower once and say well that’s that for life! Equally ridiculous would be to assume that one meal can suffice for life. Why is it then that many of us balk at the thought of muscle and fitness maintenance? Walking daily is as much a part of my routine as flossing my teeth, showering, and drinking water when I’m thirsty. It is not an irritant or an option—its what I do; its who I am. I walk. I walk through, rain, snow, sleet, sun, hail, wind, sadness, and joy, stress and calm. And according to Hippocrates the father of medicine, walking is the best medicine. I believe that—and if walking is the best medicine, being a couch potato is one of the worst diseases. I prefer health to disease and I make that choice every day when I go out for a walk. I walk; therefore, I am. And I keep my maintenance crew walking too.