I never cease the struggle to figure out why some people are so motivated in life and others are, well, not. [Get a tea, this is a long one...]

One of my legendary friends, Nat, always used to have this old little bit of an Italian newspaper article stuck to her ‘Space Case’ (pencil case) as they were called back in school. She is Italian, and she is a genius. I kid you not, she is a doctor now and in matric she passed 9 subjects with distinctions (that’s above 90%).

Anyway, one day I asked her what it meant, since it stuck there for the 6 years I knew her. It translated to ‘Mediocraty, not laziness, is our greatest enemy’.

Is it that we merely settle in life beyond a certain point? ‘Ah well, my skin is shit, I’m going to drink this Latte because it’s frikken freezing in miserable England and I’m cold and it’s not going to make a difference anyway’. Or, ‘I’m tired, I need caffeine, so SHUT UP conscience!’. Or ‘well hec, it’s not like THIS slice of cake is going to make a difference’.

No, I think maybe it is because we need metrics. In Engineering we are trained to analyse metrics, in Chemistry we analyse chemical reactions in front of our eyes. In Physics, we do experiments with little pulleys that show how objects move according to Newton’s 3 Laws and the teacher rubs the the pyrex stick on our jersey and turns out the lights so we can see the sparks. We SEE it all! We can calculate the forces with MATH. We can DERIVE FORMULAS, we can analyse statistics!

But in Life? In Life there are very subtle metrics. And we can’t ‘see’ them until we’ve stuck with a change for a substantial amount of time. It’s delayed gratification in it’s most awe-inspiring form, for those of us who get it right.

A good book ;-) quotes:  ”Now faith is the reality of things being hoped for, the proof of things not being seen”. Christian or not, that’s what faith is. And it’s what we need in order for us to become motivated. Sometimes I have days where I can’t see, I don’t know about you.

But I refuse to say it’s over. It can’t be! We CAN all change. I implicitly believe this, glaring my own aparent hypocrisy down with the persistence of a Diamond!

I used to eat pizzas, pies, cokes (Vanilla Coke was my greatest weakness – I’ve clean for nearly 3 years now!), normal NAFF milk, the whole shabang. But that life has had it’s day in sun, and now it is done.

I have seen light. I am not by any means the proper definition of healthy, but I have come to believe that ignorance is no longer an acceptable excuse, and at least I now know. Google makes ignorance far too idiotic a reason to not wake up and start becoming educated on what exactly fuels these bodies we’ve been dumped with.

LONGEVITY, quality of life, and ENERGY are now the order of the day, and it is time we started to realise this. I saw the most amazing man on TV the other day, named David Hall. He glowed with enthusiasm as if the very sun had come down to shine through his face to give us his message, he looked in his twenties and he spoke with an energy I can merely DREAM of ever having! Guess how old he is? He is FIFTY THREE!!!

Google him, seriously, what a legend.

I’ve been having strange abdominal pains for the past few months and they’re getting more and more constant and the NHS can’t seem to figure out why. Now I’m sure it’s nothing, but nonetheless,  it has got me thinking:

If we are told every day for say 5/3/ or even 2 years by our friend/ mother/ brother that we really ought to stop this murderous chemical called sugar and that we should juice vegetables every day and eat medicinal mushrooms and superfoods in a balanced raw diet for ultimate energy and wellbeing…. etc, etc, etc.

If we were told all this, but never got passed that ‘Ya that sounds great, I’ll go have a look online tomorrow night and see what I can order’. If we were told all this, but still had our morning Latte and Friday night at the pub. If we were told all this, but had no METRIC to measure progress by…

If we were told all this and then found out we had Cancer?

I can’t help but think that Prevention would suddenly seem a LOT easier than Cure.

Wouldn’t it?

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