Although I can appreciate the concern from some of the posters, life is full of risks. Here's a snap shot of my life in just a week, and why you have to laugh sometimes:
I went to the chiropractor last week and told him I train in karate.... he frowned and said that's not good as there is a high risk of getting a serious injury from that sport. I also told him that I occasionally race a car on the quarter mile..... nope, the sudden jolting and accelerating is no good for my spine. How about the dirt bike riding I do?..... nope, that's very dangerous too. He asked me what I do for a job and I say sit at a desk all day, hence why I try to be active outside of work...... well guess what, the chiro thinks that's not very good for my back either.
My work is encouraging people to be more aware of their health, so they pay for a specialist to check out our health and fitness. During the conversation I get asked if I exercise during the week. My response "Sure do, jump on the treadmill 3-4 times a week and run 5kms"..... specialist frowns, and says that running, particularly on tread mills is the worst thing for my knees. I get asked if I drink alcohol and I say not during the week, but typically enjoy myself on the weekend...... nope, that's bad, binge drinking is worse than drinking regularly. Then I get asked about my diet and I say I try to eat healthy during the week, but like to have a break from eating rabbit food on the weekends..... I get told with that sort of attitude my life expectancy will be reduced.
Having a dinner party conversation and someone pipes up that they saw me riding to work one day. General consensus from the people at the dinner party is that I'm mad riding a bike in peak hour traffic and I should expect to be killed or made a quadriplegic in the near future. We get onto another topic and talk about fishing. I tell them where I fish in my boat and that I fish at night sometimes too.... once again I’m told I'm crazy and that I should expect to die from drowning from my boat being swamped by a wave or if I’m lucky enough to survive the swamping, I’ll get eaten by a shark. I get a similar response when I told them I enjoy spear fishing too....
Haven’t told anyone about the chain sawing I’ve been doing, the gutters I cleaned on our two story house or the 60ft tree I climbed on the weekend to get the kids footy out of it.....
Sorry, I’ve taken a light hearted approach to this, but if I was to worry about everything I do, and analyse every risk I take..... I reckon you would find me naked, curled up into a foetal position and sucking my thumb.
Sometimes you just have to manage the risks and live life!
