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Friday, January 21, 2005
OK, I'm all done exercising. That was an hour and a half I guess.
At one point it was feeling really good, then I took a 30 second water break, started moving again, felt good, then eventually I must have begun to enter the fat burning stage. That's the point at which the initial burst of energy is gone, and when most fatso's like me feel like stopping and resting. Well, I recognized what was going on, so I kept going.
Body in motion, I commenced daydreaming. I thought, isn't it a shame that today we have to force ourselves to exercise, when that's what the human body was really designed to do anyway?
Through the sweat & work of those who came before us, we're now living lives which we could easily survive even if we chose to do absolutely nothing.
I sort of envy the people in the days when they had to plant & harvest their food. Had to kill animals to get their meat. That's real work. And at the end of the day, they were tired. Had no energy to go out and paint the town red. Life was work, and it was surely satisfying. And they didn't have to live to be 100 either. They packed it all into 30 or 40 years. That's all it took to live a full life.
Work to us these days is going to some place we call "work", doing work for some one else's cause, collecting a paycheck, then going to the grocery store to feed ourselves with processed foods that cause cancer. And maybe it's not so surprising to me that there's such a rampant plague of depression in the most highly developed countries. The meaning has been sapped out of life, and exchanged for people existing to participate in the daily grind, only to collect and hoard the luxuries that are considered the pinnacle of success.
Hup- Michael just stumbled out of the bedroom. Looks like he'll be up all night again. Time to be a mommy to my sweetie pie!
posted by Angela Marie at 9:59 PM
OK, I'm all done exercising. That was an hour and a half I guess.
At one point it was feeling really good, then I took a 30 second water break, started moving again, felt good, then eventually I must have begun to enter the fat burning stage. That's the point at which the initial burst of energy is gone, and when most fatso's like me feel like stopping and resting. Well, I recognized what was going on, so I kept going.
Body in motion, I commenced daydreaming. I thought, isn't it a shame that today we have to force ourselves to exercise, when that's what the human body was really designed to do anyway?
Through the sweat & work of those who came before us, we're now living lives which we could easily survive even if we chose to do absolutely nothing.
I sort of envy the people in the days when they had to plant & harvest their food. Had to kill animals to get their meat. That's real work. And at the end of the day, they were tired. Had no energy to go out and paint the town red. Life was work, and it was surely satisfying. And they didn't have to live to be 100 either. They packed it all into 30 or 40 years. That's all it took to live a full life.
Work to us these days is going to some place we call "work", doing work for some one else's cause, collecting a paycheck, then going to the grocery store to feed ourselves with processed foods that cause cancer. And maybe it's not so surprising to me that there's such a rampant plague of depression in the most highly developed countries. The meaning has been sapped out of life, and exchanged for people existing to participate in the daily grind, only to collect and hoard the luxuries that are considered the pinnacle of success.
Hup- Michael just stumbled out of the bedroom. Looks like he'll be up all night again. Time to be a mommy to my sweetie pie!
posted by Angela Marie at 9:59 PM