Guest Blog Post – Why Fantasy Healthball Works for me (Part 2 of 2)

And now, part II of Duff Beach’s post: 

The tools are more important than the game.  The great thing about Fantasy Healthball is that the lessons you learn in battle stay with you after the season ends.  I haven’t counted calories in a long time, but daily I think about what I’m eating and how it affects me.  When I eat ice cream (I won’t ever give it up), I think about it and understand its effects.  When I have that third beer while watching the game, I think about it.  When I’m traveling on business, I make sure I take a walk before I go to bed and I eat a salad rather than a cheeseburger.  There’s no rocket science here.  Instead there’s habit and understanding, two things Fantasy Healthball instills.

Fantasy Healthball is only part of the equation; it’s my offense.  A looming health insurance physical became my special teams.  Not because I really wanted the lower rates (I did), but because insurance companies base their rates (their risk) on odds.  It’s not unlike baseball.  Sure, the career minor leaguer, called up for two weeks who’s batting below the Mendoza line could hit the game-winning homerun in the bottom of the ninth.  It could happen.  And a guy my height, weight and cholesterol level could live to be 90.  But it’s not likely.  Just like you want the career .300 hitter who averages 40 home runs stepping into the batters box when it matters, the insurance company wants to insure someone who’s fit.  I looked at the odds (and the rates) and realized they weren’t good.  Caring about being there for my family is my special teams.

Defense wins championships.  Playing Fantasy Healthball by itself won’t make you healthy.  Caring about the outcome will.  I used the good offense to create my best defense; I got the tools I needed from Fantasy Healthball.  My defense is the will power: knowing that I needed to walk past the jar of candy on my co-worker’s desk, make the oatmeal instead of grabbing the donut, have tea at night rather than a brownie with ice cream.  It’s not always easy, but it’s working.

I’m not there yet, but for the first time in 6 years I’m closer to 190 than 200, and still moving in the right direction, marching down the field slowly, steadily, and without any gimmicks.  I’m insurable, I’m a little quicker on my bike and hockey skates, and on top of it all, I feel better about myself.  Thanks Fantasy Healthball: you showed me the way with a good, fundamental offense.  — Duff Beach