I was cranking one of the machines at the gym this morning and watching the scrolled text at the foot of each silent flat screen made available for our viewing. The morning show right in front of me was headlining a feature, “Gymnasium or Germnasium?” It concerned all the fungi and bacteria infections you can pick up at your health spa. Great. Just what I wanted to see. I shift my gaze to the next screen.
“Study shows that sex on a regular basis is good for your health.” And the envelope please, for the Nobel Prize in medicine. When valuable information like this is available, how do those idiots advocating broccoli, pilates, or air cleaners as a path to vitality merit any air time at all?
Always open to learning, I focus on the interview with the researcher. Oh yeah. I’m guessing she didn’t have a lot of trouble recruiting subjects for the study.
Regular sex is good for the cardiovascular system. Check. It bolsters self esteem and mental wellbeing. Check. It’s relaxing. No question about it. Can we get this incorporated in the national health plan? How about coverage for getaway weekends to those cozy cottages with the double bathtubs? C’mon, this is proven stuff!
Keep your broccoli, pilates and air cleaners. I’ve found a doctor worth listening to.
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I'll eat your broccoli...
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