In order to better serve others.
Yeah, I know that sounds a bit wierd, so I’ll explain. A few years ago, I donated blood for the first time. Then, I started giving blood components (platelets, plasma). I became accustomed to being weighed and having my pulse, blood pressure, iron, and protein levels checked every couple weeks. Being in a somewhat health-conscious state, I had my doctor check my cholesterol, and it was kinda high (I love eating fat). Not wanting to take drugs, I tried natural ways to lower it; losing weight (35 lbs) turned out to do the most good. Eventually, I joined the “Frequent Plasma” program and had to get annual physicals and quarterly protein analyses in addition to the regular tests. This allowed me to donate twice each week.
I started doing yoga classes taught by my friend/coworker, and she encouraged me to go farther with my practice than I might have otherwise. I became addicted to the changes in my body and mind. I lost another 15 lbs and 53 points of cholesterol in six weeks. I had muscle definition!
Prior to, and during, all of this, my father’s bad life choices led to lung cancer, an aortic aneurysm, and a quadruple by-pass. He indirectly influenced me to get healthier. He’s doing OK, but he aged a LOT in the last few years.
All of these events led up to me becoming healthier than I’ve ever been at the age of 44. I lost 50 pounds and 76 points of cholesterol. Now, I am a yoga teacher, and I assist in yoga classes as well. I’ve accidently become a kind of inspirational role model for some of those who’ve heard my story and seen my yoga practice.
Because I’m seen by hundreds of students each week, if I let myself go, they may become disenchanted with the practice. By staying healthy, I can keep giving more blood as well. Knowing that my health helps others directly and indirectly, I am inspired to keep in my best condition.