BIRTH....DEATH
Anything before or after means little (at least in this world).
What counts is what you do in between the two...
I don't know about you, but often, the weekend arrives, and I say to myself, "where has this past week gone...it's flown by!"
You ever feel like time and life is rushing by you?
Life is not going to stand still for you so you can "catch up", or so you can, "find the time" to do those things you really want to do.
It just ain't gonna happen!
But you're so busy being busy (you say) that you can't find the time to take care of yourself.
Well, I don't know about you, but I'm sick and tired of people who can't find the time to take care of themselves; and then expect me to foot the bill when they get sick and require expensive medicine, surgeries, and hospital stays.
And lest you think you're not paying for them too, I'll remind you - our insurance costs are directly proportional to the amount of insurance claims made on our health insurance policies every year.
I don't know about you, but I'm not too happy paying over $1,000 per month for insurance for my family, knowing full well that I probably won't ever use it. Yet I willingly pay it anyway "just in case" something catastrophic happens.
And I keep reading how fat we are as a Nation, and how obesity is the leading cause of the diseases that eventually kill us off (and put us in the hospital in the meantime). And how the annual increases in insurance costs are blowing away the annual inflation rate.
The heck with the Boston tea party, I'm ready to revolt for the good guy, the guy/gal that stays fit, tries to keep healthy, reduces the burden on our medical and insurance system, yet happily plods along, paying those big fat checks to the insurance company every month.
Which one are you?
Are you doing something about not heading down the path of the 60% overweight and obese people in this Nation? I sincerely hope so. Because if you're not, I'm going to send my cousin Guido to your house to talk some sense into you.
Until next month...
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