The Wake-Up Call
One of the problems that has dogged me my whole life is that I'm a lazy ass.
Not completely. Properly motivated, I'll work my ass off. I'm a hard-working reader; deadlines and paychecks will do it every time.
But other stuff I too often let slide. Things like eating right, and exercising, and even writing; things that go on the back burner when there's other stuff going on, and then stay on the back burner.
It's easy to make excuses. I have a history of good health, I'm not hugely overweight, someday I'll get to the writing, the time is better spent slogging through my pile of work.
I'm not good at setting deadlines for myself. Sometimes I'll go on a writing binge; there are times in my life I have exercised. Not enough.
Not enough motivation.
But everything changed yesterday.
Yesterday I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes.
Now it's all about motivation. Sweets and saturated fats are out, everything else in proportion, and small portions. I'm going to hit the gym tonight. I'm going to get exercise regularly.
Because now it's not about "should" or "could", it's about "need to".
I'm on pills, and my sugar level is already way down from yesterday's elevated levels, though it's still high. I'm in the hands of a good doctor. It's all managable (hopefully), and I'm going to manage it.
Still, it's problem that I ignored too long. Who knows how long I've been living with this (though a lot of symptoms seem recent)? Who knows how much damage has been done?
But, as my mother said, in a way it's good news. The kick in the ass I needed.
Hopefully, while I'm moving things around on the burners, the writing will get new focus as well.
It's never too late to change your life. But sometimes you shouldn't wait until the "need to".