“It’s a marathon, not a sprint”, is my comment when asked how my day is going. This has become a theme running through my life lately. I’ve only been cleared to run for the past six weeks, so I’m not referring to my exercise routine. Let me explain what I mean. I have a new job, my dream job really, and developing a new program is both exciting and tedious. I can clearly envision the end goal, but it simply takes time and a lot of determination to develop ‘something new’.
My health needs have become a necessary and ongoing focus in my life. In my twenties I could care less about yearly check ups or the quality of the food I ate. Now that I have a family that depends on me daily for basic needs, love and support, I have to care about myself in ways I never imagine. After we committed our family to one month of ‘clean’ eating, I discovered that I am the person with the most food allergies. Go figure! I now research dairy-free, nut-free, and soy-free organic recipes. I often cook two hours before going to work, after an hour at the gym. So I realize my health is not a short-term fix, it’s a long-term commitment.