After taking an unintended hiatus from writing the last month or so, I’m returning to writing like non-90 degree weather has returned to Washington, DC – finally! I have missed writing and the possibility it provides me to discuss and think about healthy stuff outside my day-to-day realm. And after a whirlwind summer, I’m hoping that like going back to school, I can get back to a regular schedule of posting. When thinking about this post, there have been so many things making headlines recently (MDGs, HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis, Syphilis, The Social Network, IVF, etc.), I found it difficult to zero in on just one of them. Both here at home and globally, health and well-being have come to the forefront of our collective psyche (which is great!), and something that has come to the forefront of my personal psyche is my recent return to swimming.
I’ve mentioned my swimming history in the past – it has played a major role in my life. For the last 18 months however, I have spent my longest period of extended time out of the water since about 1992! Even in just 3 weeks of regular training there has been a noticeable change in both my physiology and mentality. I have literally been experiencing, in a micro-kind of way, what thousands of health experts tell millions of people every day – “just a small increase of regular physical activity will have a positive impact on your weight/heart/mood/you name it.”
I however, have the means to make this happen. The fees for joining a masters team and having access to a pool. The tools I need to appropriately participate (swimming suit, goggles, etc.). And the time to devote a few hours a week to getting in the water. Most of you can probably tell where I’m going with this, but I’m still going to say it… I am socio-economically and culturally situated in a position to swim. Many of those around us are not, and no amount of “advice” can change that overnight. A clear argument about social determinants and cultural perspectives on exercise – but perhaps a tired one?
I’ve fallen back into the water, but hoping not to fall back into the same patterns and arguments I’ve been making here. Broken records are not going to solve our local and global challenges, understandings and experiences with health. Fall is about getting back into routines, but it is also about starting fresh. My body knows how to move in the water and yet it is having a totally new experience. This blog is going to strive to continue starting fresh – I hope all of my colleagues do the same!
