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Its Real...

 If you've ever watched the sitcom Seinfeld, theres an episode about a woman that Jerry Seinfeld wants to know if her ehhhh hmmm breasts are augmented or are they are real. And Jerry and friends find out comically that "They are real and they are spectacular." Says the woman who is naturally well-endowed.

I am quite often asked why I haven't grayed or turned white at 61 years of age. Although a few strands have arrived. 

I've been accused of dyeing my hair since I was age 38. The news is I haven't ever dyed my hair. My hair color is real. And for me a representation of discipline. 

I will tell you the truth. As much as I've survived fire, flood, crimes, injuries, illnesses and diseases. I have birth defects. 

I've made certain that I've been careful with my nutrition. I abstain from taking synthetic medicines, and Over-the-Counter medications.  

Instead I've used proper nutrition. Proper hydration with water drinking daily. Proper nutrition is the willingness to take in 7-22 servings of greens per day. I take in meat, fish. As I get older I've lessened my gluten intake.

Too, I've done physical exercises between 10 to 36 hours a week. Mostly hours outdoors since I was age 21. All the while working full time. And being a working middle-class mom since 2003. Have I lacked sleep? Yes. For more than a decade when the children were little. 

My relatives on both sides of my family usually turn gray and or white between ages 36-42. These are the ages when hair color would begin its rapid transformation. 

The difference between them and me, is they smoked, taking in nicotine or were alcoholics. And if they didn't smoke or drink alcohol, their diet was marginal. They thought their diet was good. They thought they moved their body enough. And practically all of them didn't have the birth defects I had. Which pushed me to helping myself, because doctors never had the correct answer for my body's dilemmas. 

The diet, exercising and attitude of mine has far exceeded in a healthful way Anyone's in my family. I've found the more physical I am along with proper stretching daily, and proper green vegetable intake daily, too not willing to take medication for headaches, injuries and such. But yet working within my dietary scope to.help myself heal. That is where it's at. It does not take luck. It takes exceedingly huge amounts of discipline. That is something I've worked on nearly all of my life. It was all I had going for me.---Jody-Lynn Reicher 


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