I Don't Feel Funny

I'm not really feeling like making an attempt to be funny these days, not after hearing about a good friend of mine who had a bit of a health episode this past weekend. He has Wolff-Parkinson-White Syndrome, something that he was born with, and has been in the hospital for a few days. Today he'll have a procedure called "radiofrequency ablation", a non-invasive procedure, to treat the condition. The outlook is good, but when this sort of thing happens to an athletic 32 year old doode, it kinda makes your head spin.

It's a good thing he's in such good shape - as his heart rate was up around 280 beats per minute - a rate that a strong heart muscle built over years of physical / cardio activity made easier to handle.

So, for everyone who says that working out can actually be a detriment to your health - and you know who you are ;), this is the case that blows that myth out to the water. I grow weary of reading about people who are so-called "fitness fanatics" (of which I suppose I am one) who die from heart attacks - the only reason those stories get any ink in the papers is because those instances are the glaring exception rather than the rule. People can cite cases like Jim Fixx all they want, but I'll take my chances with a fit ticker.