You know the saying ‘everything in moderation’? Well, I’ve been wondering if it’s true, and so far it seems to be! The trick comes in finding what your personal level of moderation is. Take anything: laughing, drinking, exercise, time off work. . . whatever. Each person has an amount that is not enough/enough/too much for them: With everything there seems to come a point when you think yep, that’s just about enough of that; if you carry on you regret it, and if you have less, you’re left wanting more.
Following are some things I’ve come up with:
- Food of any type. Yep, you can have too much ‘healthy’ stuff folks.
- Exercise of any type from walking, to housework, to the gym, sports, cycling, dancing. . . There is no such thing as ‘a good burn’. If it hurts, stop, because you’re probably damaging something!
- Laughing. Too much of this can be as painful as too much exercise, which I guess makes sense as you’re working muscles.
- Worrying. A little shows you care about what you’re doing, too much makes you neurotic and ends with you irritating everyone around you or huddled in a corner. It really isn’t worth it.
- Writing. If writing is a mental exercise, your brain needs a break sometimes too. Not to mention the rest of you.
- Drinking. Didn’t actually try this one out, as the effects of overindulgence are pretty self-evident, and if not they’re regularly demonstrated.
- ‘Me time’. In my personal opinion makes you self-indulgent, unaware of what’s going on around you, isolated, and a pain in the backside to people who don’t have the luxury. Possibly depends on how you spend this time; being somehow productive, ignoring the world, going places. . .
- Reading. If you read too much, firstly you miss what’s going on around you, secondly, you don’t get much done, and thirdly, the books can start to blur together a little.
- Christmas. You really don’t want it to be Christmas every day: Decorations become commonplace; the food, drink, gifts. . .people, it all becomes a bit much after a while; you get fed up of Christmas songs. Don’t get me wrong, I love this time of year for the generosity, the colour and sparkle, the fun, the people. But when it’s enough. . .
- Lists. Too many lists, too long a list. . .!