In the recesses of my imagination, I see a long and tortured line of gray-haired folks with canes making their obligatory way toward the abyss. Then, one by one, they reach the end of the line and step off the cliff edge and...well, you know. Of course, I will eventually have to join them, but today, today I won't choose to get in that line.
My scores on the emotional mental health scales were plummeting. My daughter threatened Prozac! Years of behind-the-desk work and morbid obesity had taken a toll on my physical health and sapped my strength. Yep, I was about to get in the line. Then, one day: NO, NO, I said!
Suddenly, I got out of my recliner and started walking around my house-racking up mile after mile. I found out that cortisol (read, stress) is indeed the devil and carbs his evil imps. Seemed they were making my skin and my hair and my body look, well, old! And once I gained victory over them, I managed to lose 100 pounds. No drugs. No surgery. Just rugged determination and hard work. I actually fell in love with sore muscles and found myself quite flattered being called a gym rat! I found out I didn't have to take this lying down!
And you don't either! I'm inviting you to come along as I continue my journey into the next third of my life-my queenage years. Healthy. Strong. Beautiful. Let me help you discover your intrinsic value. Let's see how much you can change. Uh, let's stay out of that line as long as we can!
Mattie Burton, PhD, RN
Certified Health Coach