If you notice, the sun comes up a little later each day. Your kiddies are back in school. Then there are the bees. Lots and lots of bees. The radio is blasting the UW Badger "Bud" song. Yep, summer is over.
We are all the "result" of our mother's warnings. You know! "Don't cross your eyes because they might stay that way".
Your Mom also conditions you for your eating habits with her insights.
"An apple a day keeps the doctor away?"
"If you have a cold, you need Chicken soup."
"If you want muscles like Popeye, eat your spinach." Mom never convinced me.
"If you don't drink your milk, you won't grow big and strong,"
As the years have gone by, I have adopted a regimen of eating too much and exercising too little. If someone says that I am too heavy, I rationalize that I am too short for my weight. If I were 6 inches taller, my weight would be perfect. Or, I'm not heavy, I'm just "big boned". You get the idea. I've got good reasons for being like I am.
The comic Jay Leno helped me put things in perspective. He observed that he has been in training for the Olympics all his life. Michael Phelps eats 10,000 calories per day to supply all the energy he needs in the pool. Leno says he has the 10,000 calories down. now all he has to do is develop a swimming routine. Don't we all. I've got the calorie requirement down. Now all I need is lots of exercise. I plan on starting tomorrow (or maybe the day after).
The lesson Grasshoppers is that our nutritional lives are filled with myths and dillusion. The reality is that we eat too much. We eat the wrong foods. We rationalize that what we do is okay. For sure, it is not our fault. I know, blame it on Mom.
Love,
Dad