I am as guilty as anybody, but I marvel at our ability as a modern society to slap a label on anything that is not 9 to 5 -everyone does it like this- normal. And of course if it is not the way most people do it, it is of course a disorder. Disorder means disorganized right? Who gets to decide how you organize certain aspects of your life? I came across a post by someone who mentioned the term disordered eating. I am not going to claim that I don’t understand what that means. It probably means Doritos and ice cream for breakfast, and you keep on going from there. The other end of the spectrum is this other term that really upsets me: Orthorexia, which apparently means to be overly concerned with healthy eating. Yeah, that sounds really bad. They opened a Fairway supermarket near where I live recently. I stopped by on Saturday and it was a nut house. Sort of like the lines to see Harry Potter next week. Yes, we- all of us have to deal with a super abundance of food, a super abundance of free time (yes we do. We did not have to grow/preserve it for the winter) and we have to decide for ourselves how to organize and manage that abundance. It may not be easy but let’s not call it a disease or a problem. Not having enough to create “a disorder” that’s a problem. We can figure out how to best feed ourselves without a universal consensus of what is virtuous and perfect and balanced. The best part about being a grown up is that you get to choose your own food, remember?
Now let’s see if I can spend the rest of the afternoon in a salt bath. My shoulder blades are very upset with yesterday’s led practice.