A Message From the CEO - Nov 2024
I recently turned 60. This, in my mind, makes me wise as this is the age that defines wisdom*. My friends say, “Steve, you work in healthcare - you must know about how to fix this ‘ache and pain’”. And I pretend that I do. Usually, I tell them to go to their provider and scare them into potential problems if they don’t. I don’t claim to be a clinical professional, but I know a lot of them.
Perhaps this is the true definition of being “wise”. Having enough sense to be able to claim ignorance. Being humble and knowing your limits. I gave up skiing a couple of years ago**. Wisdom for me and this “sport” is that I will hurt myself and I will have to recover laying down and that will result in muscular wasting and waist expansion … (because I know me - and I will eat everything possible.) It’s not worth it.
I was telling this to someone recently and they said, “Yes, Steve, but you bike and fast and that’s dangerous.” It is but … I only bike on trails with the right safety equipment and I know what I’m doing. I’m confident in my skills and aware of the dangers. If I skied a lot - probably a different story.
Ok, so how this pertains to you and everyone is - “practice makes perfect”. Do what you like to do a lot; practice a lot. If you are continually coming up with excuses for not exercising and eating right and doing activities, then are you in the right mind space to make the necessary changes or actions? Do you really want it (the change)? And if the time isn’t right to start whatever (diets, exercise, activities) -- that’s fine. It’s your life -- if you aren’t committed, don’t beat yourself up. But examine your reasons for not taking action -- if they are rooted in fear of failure OR they will help you be a better mom/dad/friend/caretaker/etc., then maybe it’s time to reexamine.
Life is short. Your best life is out there. Allow for possibilities.
*I made this up.
**Steve and Skiing - I fully support the mature skier but I know that I am not one of those people. The abject fear I have on top of a cold mountain looking down, imagining all the broken bones and frostbite that is probably in my near future … is enough to just say no. “Have fun and good luck” - I say as I drop them off at the airport.
