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By Will Nelson:
mix it up
You spend a lifetime in your body, so why not enjoy it? Now, some consider their body simply as a vehicle to transport their head from point A to point B. Others are quite focused on and interested in engaging and using their body. Obviously, some activities, like sex, are very body-centric. That said, a happy body means a better sex life – and vice versa.
Beyond sex exists the practical matter of relying on our body to get around and help manage our life. After sleeping, sitting, and standing, walking represents the next level of activity for the body.
Some are born lucky. Others are born rich or marry into money. Still others create endless streams of opportunity. And perhaps when we can’t answer yes to the aforementioned, we can easily feel entitled.
But in other ways, the playing field remains level. Certain attributes of the human condition we have control over, starting with the meaning we assign to the events of our life. And yes, positive events lead us to assign more pleasant meanings.
The realities and consequences of our sitting all day become obvious… yet overlooked… except to our bodies. Actually, our bodies emerge as the brave soldiers here, now doing what they were never designed to do: SIT. Hour after day after week… too bad our IRA’s are not accumulating assets like this. Sitting is sometimes compared to smoking. Is that legit? Well, yes and no. Yes, from the standpoint that the ultimate cost of sitting…
All Politics Is Local
My heart sank. A neighbor showed up who lives a few blocks away. He only turns up when trouble’s brewing. Usually it’s a developer seeking to rezone nearby land, typically for apartments. But it’s always some damn thing that threatens what little character our neighborhood has left. This continues after 20 years of relentless development – all in the name of progress. Well, progress comes at a price, but so long as the price is not too steep, we can call it progress.
Tradition? The South drips and sways with them. Little did I know this when I arrived ten years ago – a Yankee from Michigan via California – but Great Grandpa fought for the Confederates, so perhaps it was inevitable that I ended up here.
California traditions only last five minutes, so there are really few customs save the New Year’s Day Rose Parade …