my temple.

When did our country get so busy that people can't take 5 minutes to shove some leafy greens in their pieholes?  For a variety of reasons I've been thinking more about health and my wellness lately.  Between my weak back muscles that continue to fail me on a regular basis, to the nagging headaches that I can't seem to shake, there has to be something better than 10 million supplements and neverending amounts of "wonder drugs." 

Years ago, I used to complain about the high cost of organic food, farm raised chicken and beef, milk from hormone free cows.  Ever heard Whole Foods referred to (half jokingly) as Whole Paycheck?  Funny? Yes.  But there's some truth in it. 

Part of my personal quest this year has been to feel better, from the inside out.  And I've come to believe, now more than ever, that what I put into my temple is critical to my well being.  AND my temple is worth cage free eggs and grass fed beef.

A good friend of mine, Dr. Mike Thompson of Vibrant Living Chiropractic, describes it like this:  "Do you want to be healthy, smart and beautiful, or sick, stupid and ugly?"  Well said, my friend.   I have decided to strive for health, brains and beauty.  And I'm worth it.