Alignment

Do you mind if I get personal for a moment? Perhaps I might even get a bit vulgar. I mean well. I promise. Okay, ready. How is your poop? Yes, I’m asking about your poop. I told you it might get a bit vulgar. Unfortunately, it’s important. You see, poop just doesn’t happen. It matters. What comes out is more than just an indicator of what went it. Your poop­­ the shape, the size, the color, the consistency and the frequency it comes out­­ all matter. They tell us about the digestive system that produced it. With all that happens...

Carving 30 minutes out of your busy day is an accomplishment to be proud of. If you’ve done it, and you stick to a routine, that’s great. Now, hold on for just a second. Clunk. That’s the sound of the other shoe dropping. Thirty minutes might not be enough exercise. Here’s why: Let’s say you are exercising at a low to moderate intensity for thirty minutes, maybe walking on a treadmill or outdoors. You might feel invigorated when you are done, but you probably haven’t accomplished much. You won’t have elevated your heart rate high enough or long enough to...

It’s hard to talk about health without saying to people, “Here’s something for you to worry about for a while.” We don’t want you to worry. Worry itself isn’t healthy. Having provided you with that disclaimer, let me now say, “Here’s something for you to worry about for a while.” Diabetes and stroke. I will wait for your anxiety to pass. Take some deep breaths. Feeling better? Good. Now, on with the bad news. Diabetes and stroke often go together like ice cream and chocolate syrup. That’s a fitting simile if I have ever heard one. A stroke occurs when...

Here’s a conversation that may have happened. If it didn’t, it could have. The guy worked was some kind of broker or banker. A big money guy. A white collar gambler with other people’s money “I thrive on the stress,” the gambler said to me. “I’m kind of addicted to it.” “Really.”   “You sound skeptical,” the gambler said. “I am.” “What? Can’t I be addicted to stress?” “I’m sure you can be,” I said. “That doesn’t mean the stress is any good for.” “It keeps me motivated,” he said. “I’m sure it does,” I said. “Maybe not in the way you think.” “What do you mean?” He asked. “My...