Keeping fit and healthy and making your own choices

Having only recently watched for the first time the documentary ‘Super Size Me’, I am truly shocked to witness the severity of the obesity epidemic sweeping not only America, but also a huge number of very surprising countries (Syria is number three; who’d have thought?!) Of course it’s something we hear about on the news all the time; child obesity, healthy eating, dieting and weight loss, indeed some of the most popular programmes on television nowadays are based around cooking, baking and weight loss.

It seems the general public are fascinated by people’s size. It makes the front covers of magazines, the headlines of national newspapers, and is something that occupies the minds of so many of us. People are constantly watching what they eat, feeling guilty for overeating, buying yet another diet book, and throwing their money down the drain purchasing pointless detox plans and pills which have no beneficial effect whatsoever. I am genuinely intrigued at the way in which reality television has evolved so that we now take sheer delight in watching overweight people attempt to shed those pounds by being forced to eat less, under the watchful eye of a so called ‘dietician’.

Yes indeed, size and weight have become a first world obsession. Everyone wants to be thinner, and many will claim that they have ‘tried everything’, but still can’t lose weight. But what strikes me is that there is a common theme running through all these weight loss books, diet programmes, and food advice forums. What should we eat? What should we cut back on, what important food group should we avoid? But how many of them tell you to go and do some exercise?

Surely as a child at school we were all taught that we should eat healthily and take regular exercise? But why as adults do so many of us forget this? It’s hard to stomach just how much money is spent each year on faddy diets, detoxes, miracle pills, and weight loss programmes, but has it never crossed anyone’s mind to perhaps walk to work, or cycle instead or drive? Or to go out for a jog in the evening instead of watching television? Or perhaps get out and explore their local area on foot rather than going shopping at the weekend?

Of course many people wouldn’t consider themselves ‘sporty’, and the thought of donning a tracksuit and going running is distinctly horrifying. But what people don’t realise is that even the smallest change to their daily routine can make a huge difference to both their waistline, and their mental state. Exercise releases endorphins which make you feel happy, healthy and energised. I have yet to come across one diet book or television programme which encourages people to simply do more and eat less. It seems like such a simple solution. But to so many it is much more pro-active to have a shelf full of expensive books, and take those important pills every morning. Surely people must realise that they are kidding themselves, isn’t this just the easy option, which simply requires as little effort as possible? Every one of these programmes tells you to think carefully about what you eat, calorie count, and be ashamed of eating the wrong things, but do any of them mention the benefit of exercise? Not that I’m aware of.

It was truly shocking watching the effect that MacDonalds had on Morgan Spurlock, star of ‘Super Size Me’, but what I found even more disturbing was the tale he told of a pair of girls who tried to sue the afore mentioned fast food chain, blaming them for their obesity. Of course no one can deny that eating fast food every day is bound to have a negative impact on your size and overall health, but are we not the ones responsible for what goes in to our own mouths?

I felt genuinely speechless that this case had actually made it in to court, and a lawsuit had been filed against the food chain. It should have of course been immediately dismissed as total rubbish, and thank goodness in the end it was, but surely this is no different to suing a clothes chain for your overflowing wardrobe, or blaming the ocean for making you wet? Have we genuinely created a world where people are no longer accountable for their own actions, and are so affected by marketing ploys that they are coerced in to doing things they don’t want to do, and can no longer make their own choices?

I sincerely hope not, and I intend to continue to surround myself with others who see the benefit of being fit and healthy and can thankfully still make their own decisions as to what they might eat for their evening meal…

National identity and a sense of belonging

I am fascinated by the idea of national identity, and where people claim they are from. I am intrigued by those who don’t feel any sense of national pride, versus those who fiercely defend their family’s heritage, regardless of whether they have ever lived there themselves. I spend a lot of time with children from a whole host of backgrounds, religions, nationalities, and with more spoken languages than I can keep up with.

Across my small class of 18, we have 13 nationalities, and 8 different mother tongues, and what makes it all the more mind blowing, is that each one of these children speaks fluent English as a second, third or even fourth language. This never fails to amaze me, as they have no real concept of just how impressive this is. Without so much as a second thought, they will speak one language to mum, perhaps another to dad, a third to their teacher, and even a fourth to a nanny or a cleaner.

In addition to this, although some of them may have lived their whole lives in one place, the majority of these children have spent their short lives moving from city to city, school to school, and have lived in more countries than the average person has holidayed in. They have the most wonderful stories, a whole wealth of life experience, and more knowledge about the world around them than you could ever imagine from someone three times their age.

On the face of it, this sounds like such an exciting and fascinating existence, wonderful preparation for the future, second and third languages on a plate, and exposure to children from all corners of the earth, so prejudice and bullying is almost non-existent. But when you scratch the surface of this enviable existence, where do these children come from, and who are they?

It is interesting for me to watch where their allegiances lie, which football teams they follow, and which country they will support of given the choice, because it is not always so clear cut. When it suits the situation they will back the USA no questions asked, but will fiercely defend the Spanish if needs be, or the Ecuadorians if the issue is raised. One of the most interesting parts of the school year is sitting down on the first day and asking the class what their nationalities are, and what languages they speak at home. You would imagine this would be a 5 minute task, yet in reality there is so much to discuss, and so many children that just aren’t sure, that before you know it, an hour has passed. Is your nationality where you were born, where you live, where your parents were born? Because for some this could provide up to four different choices.

I am in two minds as to what I think about these phenomenally bright, interesting, multi-lingual, multicultural children. Are they living the dream, a once in a lifetime opportunity reserved only for the lucky few? Or are they lost souls, destined for a life of globe-wandering, never sure who they are or where they’re from? Do we need a national identity? Is where you come from really that important? Or is it enough to just be?

The need to belong
The need to belong

Les Choucas – the souls of the lost mountaineers

Anyone who has ever spent time in the European Alps will may have spotted the large, black, crow-like birds circling around high above the mountains. The Choucas, native to the French Alps, are an unremarkable bird, keeping to themselves, disturbing no-one, and preferring to prowl around the lesser visited areas, away from the tourists. If you stay still in a quiet place you may find them creeping closer, on the hunt for scraps of food, but on the whole you will only notice them if you turn your eyes skywards.

Yet despite not making much of an aesthetic impact, legend has it that the Choucas circle around the mountains searching for those who have lost their lives, and it is agreed amongst mountain locals that the souls of the dead live on in these birds, remaining in the place they loved, and keeping watch over those who live on.

Indeed there are too many who lose their lives each year in the high mountains, from ski accidents, to a rock climb that goes wrong, to a devastating avalanche. Whether there is any truth in it or not, it is a lovely thought that every time you spot one of these unassuming birds circling ominously above the snowy peaks, you are seeing the spirit of a fallen mountaineer living on.

Two Choucas surveying their world
Two Choucas surveying their world

Life will pass me by if I don’t open up my eyes…

Not my usual style, but I recently heard a song on the radio where the lyrics really stood out to me, and a pop song no less! It’s unusual I hear new songs that have any kind of effect, but this has a very different feel to it than most of the ‘pop’ that’s out there these days:

I can’t tell where the journey will end, but I know where to start… You tell me I’m too young to understand, they say I’m caught up in a dream, life will pass me by if I don’t open up my eyes, well that’s fine by me. Wake me up when it’s all over, when I’m wiser and I’m older. All this time I was finding myself, and I didn’t know I was lost…

(Wake Me Up by Aloe Blacc)

Pop song it may be, but life will pass us by if we struggle through it with our eyes closed. Don’t be woken up when it’s all over, live it now! It’s a gentle reminder to open our eyes to what’s around us, and enjoy it!

Enjoy every minute
Enjoy every minute

Do something every day that inspires you…

Ok, so maybe every day isn’t possible! Understandably life often gets in the way, but it’s so important to try and do something as often as you can that either inspires you, takes your breath away, or simply makes you smile. It doesn’t have to be anything spectacular, it could be stopping to look at a beautiful view, making the effort to watch the sunset, pulling over in the car to admire a rainbow, or simply pausing to appreciate where you are. All too often people find it difficult to look past the negatives in their day, without stopping to appreciate their great friends, their comfortable life, the people that love them, and the food in their fridge!

It is perhaps an old cliché, but I do think the simpler things in life are often the most pleasurable. Daily life is so hectic, juggling the work/life balance, that people often don’t feel they have time to even stop for a minute, myself included, because in that minute that you paused to take a breather, imagine all the things you could have done, the emails you could have sent, the phone calls you could have made… We’ve all felt like there’s just not enough time in the day, but if you take on too much and never pause for breath, you begin to lose perspective of why you’re here in the first place. Money is a huge driving force behind how much you take on, but there has to be a balance somewhere, and I see it as so important that every now and again you sit back and appreciate what you have, and where you are.

Have you ever stopped to think about how much worse it could be? The answer to that is probably ‘a lot ‘, so next time you feel overwhelmed, try and find time in your day to talk to that person you didn’t have time for, or to stop and take a photograph of the light through the trees that you may never see again. In a hectic day at work, take five minutes to get in touch with that friend you just haven’t haven’t had time to reply to, because if you’re anything like me, an e-mail from an old friend is a ray of sunshine on a never-ending day, and a sure way of making you smile!

Despite being tired and with a million things on my mind, I managed to get out for a quick ski tour after work yesterday afternoon, and wow was I pleased I did!

The sun sets over a spectacular vista on the ski down
The sun sets over a spectacular vista on the ski down 

A lonely peak peers out through the cloud inversion
A lonely peak peers out through the cloud inversion