Damn You, Michael Moore. Damn You To Hell!
Have you ever developed a deep-down, intensely personal, highly irrational dislike, hatred even, for a celebrity or media personality?
I have. And I know I shouldn’t care. I don’t even know these people. Take Patrick Kane, for instance. He’s a heck of a hockey player, but there’s something about him that just makes me want to punch him in the throat.
Michael Moore is another one. Two decades ago, I saw his first movie “Roger & Me” and decided I didn’t like the guy. I mean, I really didn’t like him. Not that I didn’t agree with his politics. Not that I didn’t think he was entertaining or informative.
I didn’t agree with his politics. I didn’t think he was entertaining or informative. But mainly, I just didn’t like the guy.
And then he goes and writes this, what may be the most spot on advice/rant I’ve ever seen about health and happiness.
Last year, apparently, he was ranting to his 1.4 million twitter followers about anti-depressants when one of them said he felt like taking a brisk walk. Michael said me too, put on his shoes and headed outside.
Since then he’s gone for a 30 minute walk every night and hundreds, maybe thousands of folks have virtually walked with him (#iwalkwithmike).
He’s not walking for world peace. He’s not walking to raise awareness for starving puppies. He’s not even walking to lose weight or get fit.
He goes on a walk every night because he can. Because it feels good to be outside. It feels good to turn off the TV, shut down the computer and actually get up and do something. It feels good to move. To be alive.
You weren’t designed to sit and stare at a screen all day. You were built for motion, baby.
Of course, he has lost weight, about 60 pounds so far. And, of course, he has gotten more fit… even taking up a little resistance training because, here’s the thing:
Once you take the first step, things will start to fall in place.
Just a little tiny smidge of exercise will give you the energy boost for a little more. You’ll feel better. You’ll look better. You’ll think better. You’ll sleep better. And you’ll like it. I promise.
I’m not planning on running a marathon anytime soon, and it doesn’t sound like Michael Moore is either, but you don’t have to run marathons to enjoy the simple pleasure of going outside, putting one foot in front of the other and taking a nice walk.
I’m probably not going to be waiting in line to see any of Michael Moore’s movies. Although to be completely honest, while I was writing this post, I found out that his one and only non-documentary movie was John Candy’s Canadian Bacon which I thought was ridiculously funny.
So maybe he’s not a bad guy. Who knows? I don’t even know the guy.
But I give credit where it’s due and tomorrow, I walk with Mike.