So about 30 years ago when I lost my leg I also lost my right latisimus dorsi (lat) and my right abdominus rectus (think 3 pack instead of 6). I also lost some skin off my thighs and a couple veins out of my left calf. Most people only see the scar on the back side of my left leg. Funny story: my wife’s best friend knew about my leg before I met her so when she actually met me she said “your leg!” to which I said “Yeah, I lost it in a motorcycle accident”. To which she replied “I knew that, I was talking about your other leg; its huge”.
The point is, as I have stated before in regards to the title of my blog is that I am severely lopsided. Which is why a few years ago I jumped at the opportunity for a friend of mine to give me some chiropractic adjustments. Thankfully I have a very large bone structure (He’s just big boned) so a don’t have to worry about getting out-of-whack as much as some. But since I know lots of people that have had back surgery that did not have as many pre-existing issues as me, I felt like I should take this issue seriously.
The cynical part of me always wondered if chiropractic care was just a matter of making sure that the person could get your body to “pop”. Then you would feel as though they had done something, and they could insure that they accomplished a result and you would come back. I gotta tell you though that it feels really good when my body crackles and then it feels even better when I start walking around and feel my body move a little easier.
Something tells me that I am going to be a pretty crippled up when I get older but I am not choosing to think about that much right now. How many of you have ever though about the long term implications of the actions of your youth? A couple years ago when I went flying about 20 feet over my handle bars of my mountain bike my only thought was…well it was not a clean word. I definitely did not see my life flash before my eyes. That sentiment is a lie, in my opinion unless you are falling far enough that you have run out of other choice words. I am more cautious than I was when I was younger, but I think that is because I am fatter and my reaction time is slower.
Thinking about long-term implications, I think, is a learned trait rather than an inherent trait. Usually it comes when there is something to lose, in this case I am supposed to come home to my wife and kids. What is the horizon that you look over? Is it just your next personal or professional goal? Is it the legacy that you leave before you die? Or is it the path that you will take into eternity? Some don’t believe in thinking beyond what happens here on earth. For me, that is the only long-range planning that I have really nailed down. My body isn’t taking me much farther, every joint from my hips down to my toes pops before 9 am and I am only 41.