The road to health is not an easy one. The path of the healthy man is beset on all sides by the inedibles of the careless and the tyranny of omnipresent fast food. It seems like no one cares what we’re eating as long as it tastes good; and no one cares when we’re eating as long as it’s not on the clock. Guys, when we work—if we’re lucky enough to have work—we work a lot. To find the time and the money to eat healthy seems about impossible. But I realized that, at least for Mandolin and myself, eating healthy is not only doable, it just makes sense.
The French adjective sain means healthy of body but also sane, healthy of mind. See, eating the right way takes a little more time than it used to, but that’s a good thing. Eating healthy has opened my eyes to a lot more than just bodily health. When you eat healthy you start thinking about mental health, the sustainability of your lifestyle, you gain social awareness, political fortitude, etc. It’s kind of like the ladder of love in Plato’s Symposium. Good food will naturally lead you to the very tip-top, to the Idea of Health.
At least that’s where I think we’re heading with this. I don’t really worry about it. (Heck, I even let Mandolin do most of the worrying about the food.) But eating well is enough of a start right? So start small. Take it slow. Don’t get vertigo. Start with your food and everything else makes a little more sense; because without food, everything makes little sense at all.
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