You know, I recently came across a man who was French. He was in the midst of traveling down the West coast of the US, and stopped in the tea room I work in. He was a holistic practitioner, ate only raw food, was strict on organic only, filtered water, and so on. He lived a very healthy and happy life. We looked out the window and saw hang gliders coming to land. We awed at what they were doing, and I said that some day I would like to do that, it was on my to-do list. He said, "no no, that is too dangerous."
"But surely that's part of the fun?"
"No, I prefer to stay out of danger's way, and live long."
I walked away feeling let down by the gentleman who had just moments before inspired me. What is the point of being at the height of health if you can't live life?