Let me give you a very personal example: my own. When I was in my mid-20s, after a regular annual checkup, my doctor called me to say that I had to come in and take the blood tests again, as there must have been some mistake. My blood work looked like it had come from an 80-year-old fat guy. So I came back in, gave blood, and—oops—turned out that I had the blood of an 80-year-old fat guy. My doctor diagnosed me with a condition called hypertriglyceridemia. This meant that I have extremely high triglycerides (which is similar to cholesterol), while my cholesterol was normal. It was a genetic issue and not immediately dangerous, but if triglycerides stay too high, it can lead to various heart problems later on. Now, I had trouble taking this seriously. I was not fat, I was reasonably active, young, and I had no symptoms. My doctor suggested that I start taking a statin, and that this would regulate my blood. I thought that was that. But this was an American doctor, and my fiancée at the time was from Europe. Her response was, Why would you take pills, maybe for the rest of your life, instead of trying to improve your lifestyle and be healthy naturally? She had a good point, but I was feeling quite lazy, and didn’t want to give up things like burgers and fries and milkshakes. But fiancées have a way of being persuasive, so I thought to give it a try. I took up jogging.
It took me about two weeks of forcing myself to go for a jog, for at least 30 minutes a day, and it felt like a chore at the start. But then I started to get into it. It now feels like a refreshing break from work, and I’m eager to go. But here’s the most important part: After a few weeks of jogging 30 minutes a day, 5-6 days a week, without really watching what I ate, I got my blood checked again. It was totally normal, my triglycerides right in the center of the ideal range. I couldn’t believe it, but there it was. Irrefutable evidence, in black and white, that a small amount of physical activity makes a world of difference and can fix otherwise potentially dangerous conditions and illnesses.
The only problem was that sometimes, especially early in my jogging “career,” I would get aches and inflammation. I would later learn that I was running with incorrect technique (who knew that there was a “right” way to run), but some sort of injuries are inevitable if you practice sport regularly. Not to worry, I found a solution to that, too. My doctor recommended Welltiss, a device that uses natural, non-invasive PEMF technology to send electromagnetic pulses to whichever part of my body is hurting (in my case, it alternated between my lower back and my shin splints). After a run, I wind down with a half hour of Welltiss therapy, which is so easy to use that I don’t notice I’m doing it. The results are a world of difference.