I am sitting here with my foot propped up. A few days ago, I fell when a mourning dove startled me flying out of my chicken coop and I tumbled down the hill. Immediately I felt excruciating pain in my ankle and thought great, I’ve broken my ankle and will need surgery. UGH. Waiting for the XRAY result to determine my life for the next few months, was about as miserable as how my ankle felt. When I got the news that despite the fact that my foot was now the size of a melon and the color off an eggplant, I didn’t need surgery, it was unbelievable relief as the last time I fell, I ended up with plates and screws and I now set off the airport alarms.

My next thought was good news/bad news. Good news because I’m convinced the reason I escaped breaking it was I am stronger now than when I fell before since I’ve been doing an exercise class and walking and building up my strength and bone density. Bad news because I hate exercise. Any exercises. All exercise. Sure I feel more energized afterwards. Sure I feel like I’m starting the day in a more productive way. But, it doesn’t change the fact that I really don’t enjoy exercising. And now, there seems to be a lightning bolt saying “see the exercise is paying off”.

I had started trying to do a few more healthy things in between my recent job changes (that I will incorporate into a more expanded reference). Since I received a lot of positive feedback from those postings, I was encouraged to continue. I will write about health and medicine related recommendations that I am willing to try myself. Do no harm is always the first principle. If something is suspect/not proven, I will not be doing it.

This is a blog then, about incorporating changes that could improve our health and expand our lifespan, whether we really want to do these things or not. We can all pick and choose. It all comes down to how deeply you want changes. How many changes you want. How much you may be able to affect your destiny.