Our bodies are disgusting!


29 Apr
29Apr


So, we’ve decided to put a blog together! Yeah, edgy I know, but bear with it!


This blog will mostly be written by me, Ash. I am the founder of Redwood Performance and many people know me as “the science guy”. Whilst this is true, I’m also a human and I want to share it all with you, warts and all. So, if you’re expecting references, are easily offended, or want something a little more........ high brow, this isn’t for you. However, if you want my take on the general day to day craziness of what goes on around me, would like to take a dive into what makes me tick and really get to know us, then read on!


We’ve all, at least once in our lives, wiped our arse, with paper of poor quality and breached the one thing that separates us from this mornings fermented breakfast! What am I trying to say? Well, we ain’t all perfect and the human body certainly doesn’t allow us to be as cool as Steve McQueen, quite frankly, the body is disgusting, most of the time. 


Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that, well, you (we) should just stop trying to be perfect! Stop trying to be infallible, we all look and act on a huge spectrum of weird. Unfortunately, this mass cover up, charade, projection of perfection is completely unnecessary yet, ever present. The sheer beauty of what really makes us unique, individual and quite frankly one of the wonders of this universe is how imperfect we are, how utterly disgusting yet... beautiful we are.


Despite all this, we still put on an act. The health and fitness industry is full of this and populist culture acts as a catalyst for you to delve into a seemingly perfect life that is nothing more than a fascia. So, what I’m going to do during the course of this blog, is demonstrate I’m (we are) not perfect. I am hoping to cultivate a thought process that can appreciate the true beauty, the joy of living in this bizarre, weird and wonderful world. None of us are perfect, not the guy with the abs, the girl with flawless skin and certainly not the human body in general. 


So, for the foreseeable, take my sweaty, germ ridden, micro organism infested hand (potentially with a little poo) and let’s observe life for what it is. Moreover, let’s do it not trying to be cool, not trying to be infallible, but embracing our imperfections and marvelling in their magnificence. Here’s to science and the beauty of the human body and all of it’s disgusting, cool culling imperfections.

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