Okay...if overall general health and well-being does not get you to put on your running shoes, put the doughnut down, or get you out of the In and Out drive-thru line- then what about an impending zombie apocalypse?
Imagine you are now living in the post-apocalyptic America and survival is the name of the game. You are responsible for a small group of non-zombies and a few family members in the pack. Stellar health would be an important weapon ... Here is what I know...I can run 3 miles in 32 minutes...I am no Allyson Felix, but I will be faster than zombies and can put 3 miles and 30+ minutes between me and the flesh-eaters. Think about how far you are able to run? I can walk up 5 flights of stairs without being winded. I figure fear, adrenaline, and fight mode would get me up 10 flights running. My workouts last upwards of an hour...so I am hoping that will allow me at least an hour of zombie slashing!
But I am no Mishon, a lone fighter, my husband has joined the fight and has moved to the "lighter" side. I now know that I have a partner to help me protect our children and with his increase stamina and energy he will be ready to smash some zombie heads!
Crazy?! Far-fetched?! Maybe. But the moral to my hypothetical post-apocalyptic zombie infested world is that we only have one body-our one physical "weapon" to move through the world. Every time you make an excuse not to exercise or eat a little healthier puts you at risk for long term health problems and will ultimately make you a nice juicy rump roast for the "walkers".
Just saying...
Imagine you are now living in the post-apocalyptic America and survival is the name of the game. You are responsible for a small group of non-zombies and a few family members in the pack. Stellar health would be an important weapon ... Here is what I know...I can run 3 miles in 32 minutes...I am no Allyson Felix, but I will be faster than zombies and can put 3 miles and 30+ minutes between me and the flesh-eaters. Think about how far you are able to run? I can walk up 5 flights of stairs without being winded. I figure fear, adrenaline, and fight mode would get me up 10 flights running. My workouts last upwards of an hour...so I am hoping that will allow me at least an hour of zombie slashing!
But I am no Mishon, a lone fighter, my husband has joined the fight and has moved to the "lighter" side. I now know that I have a partner to help me protect our children and with his increase stamina and energy he will be ready to smash some zombie heads!
Crazy?! Far-fetched?! Maybe. But the moral to my hypothetical post-apocalyptic zombie infested world is that we only have one body-our one physical "weapon" to move through the world. Every time you make an excuse not to exercise or eat a little healthier puts you at risk for long term health problems and will ultimately make you a nice juicy rump roast for the "walkers".
Just saying...
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