Way back before I started improving my way of life, I listed my Reasons Why I wanted to become healthier and more fit. Hidden among them was this one:
So that I can be rescued, if it’s ever required
I was mostly kidding when I wrote it, but after reading this article I realized it was also quite true. And even if I was able to be rescued, I didn’t want it to be an event that required the time and effort of removing a wall of my home. Or one that made international news. Granted, I wasn’t nearly so large as to require 20 firefighters to rescue me, but my size could have slowed down a rescue or put everyone involved at greater risk. And that scared me.
Fortunately, I was on the right path when I understood that obesity is not just a health issue; it’s a safety issue as well. And not just our safety, but that of the people charged with helping us. It’s a lot easier to back away from the Little Debbie’s when you realize that it’s not just for your own benefit. (Though that should be enough, shouldn’t it?)
So you’re probably wondering what got me off on this tangent. Let me assure you that it wasn’t nearly as drastic as the situations I’ve linked to above. It didn’t even make local news, not to mention CNN or the BBC.
It’s actually something that happened last week, but I only saw the connection today, when I was doing my daily l-i-z-a-r-d patrol. I’d been so
panicked distracted by Barbarosa’s (Larry, for short) appearance that day, that I completely forgot about what had happened earlier. I had locked myself out of the house (so in a hurry to meet friends for lunch that I couldn’t stop to pick up my keys), and Ray-the-painter helped me “un-stick” a stuck window. This window, in fact:
That’s the window to my home office. (You recognize Lulu on the sill, still serving as Guardian Protector.)
Well, who do you think plopped a lawn chair under that window, stood on it, and then hoisted herself (unassisted!) up and through the window, where she then twisted around and pulled her lower body in behind her? (Reverse planks & lower ab crunches, I love you forever!) If you guessed Lulu, you’re close (she is my inner lizard, after all), but the woman who “rescued” herself was ME! Three years ago, I couldn’t have done that. Three years ago, I couldn’t have stood on the lawn chair without it breaking. And I’m not good enough at math to be able to figure out if I would have even fit through the window 100 pounds ago.
I don’t think I realized until today, while looking at the open window, that losing weight and building muscle has not only rescued my health, but it’s also improved my odds (and that of any helpers) of surviving an accident or other dangerous situation.
Not to mention that it saves on locksmith fees.
So there you have it. My long-winded way of suggesting another good reason to improve fitness. Feel free to add it to your own list of “reasons why”! You do have a list of reasons why, don’t you?
Note: If you don’t have Fontella Bass’s Rescue Me on your playlist, I highly recommend it.