Yo Girlfriends! Excuse me if I sound rather urban, but here
I sit in the city of Philadelphia learning about American history and Diabetes!
A quick brush up on my Latin, has in fact revealed that Philadelphia really
does mean “brotherly love”. Allow me
break it down for you my sisters:
Phila=love
Delphi= brother
ia= city
There you have it.
Don’t get me started on how the founding fathers had no
concept of equal opportunities. As for sisterly love? Let’s just say…. We don’t
really need a city do we?
As for the purpose of my visit? I was here to attend the
annual meeting of the American Diabetes Association and have a little American
History lesson on the side….
The weekend proved to be a very educational one, my
girlfriends. Firstly let me say that, as a city- Philadelphia is quite lovely.
The architecture is something to be seen. Colonial fabulous mingles with the
everyday and the art world is alive and well and taking hold at every turn.
The streets really are paved with statues and art
installations. This of course made up for the fact that I did have to maneuver
my way along 300-year-old cobblestones… in 4-inch heels… at night…. With a
cocktail on board. Having to stop periodically to admire a large artistic
statue of chess pieces or the iconic “L-O-V-E” sign more than made up for the
fact that at times I was, in the name of fashion, running an urban gauntlet.
In fact, my girlfriends, there was much more to Philly than
just the art and the cobblestones…. The city is of course the birthplace of
America. According to my taxi driver- Ken Schwartz, Pennsylvania was in the
middle of what was know in the 1700’s as the “keystone states”. There were 3
states to the north and three to the south with Pennsylvania in the centre. The
north and the south would of course meet in Philadelphia to plan out the future
of what would be known as America.
The founding fathers (again with the boys) met in Philly in
1776 to plan out and write the declaration of Independence and the Constitution.
Incidentally both documents are still housed in Independence hall in the historical
section of the city.
Yes my sisters- on Friday evening, on the way home from
dinner, I did take a stroll on a warm summer night through the historical
quarter. I stood outside the liberty bell (did you know it has a crack in it?)
and took in the history.
I walked and I walked- through he streets where Jefferson
and Lincoln and Washington had all walked. They with a hope and a dream- me
with four inch stilettos and a fabulous Charlotte Olympia handbag to mark the
occasion. And yes, in the name of brotherly love- I understood what they were
all about- freedom and possibility.
The next day of course was ALL about the conference (nudge,
nudge, wink, wink). In the early morning my beloved and I walked to the
Philadelphia Museum of Art where I ran up the iconic steps featured in the
movie Rocky. After a few jumps in the air and a pause for a picture I relished
in the superhero moment. We toured to museum- saw some kick ass art and headed
back to the hotel, where I changed and headed out to embrace my doctor side.
On Saturday afternoon- fresh in the glow of my historical
and artistic awakening I sat through a talk on diabetes and exercise.
The speaker, Dr. Wolf from the University of Virginia waxed
fantastic about our current state of affairs.
Twenty six million Americans have Type 2 Diabetes. According
to the CDC 70% of these cases would easily be prevented with proper diet and
exercise.
An iconic study published in 2003- known as the Finnish
Diabetes Prevention trial shows that regular moderate exercise 5 days a week or
more at 45 minute intervals reduced a persons risk of developing diabetes by as
much as 58%.
Research abounds about the benefits of regular exercise in
preventing Type 2 Diabetes. Dr. Wolf showed study upon study about how just
60-90 minutes per day of walking can reduce the risk of developing Diabetes by
as much as 50%.
Further data from Dr. Caly’s lab at Berkeley University has
shown that getting up periodically during a workday and walking around for 5
minutes at a time significantly improves a person’s insulin sensitivity- both
with and without diabetes.
I could go on my girlfriends… the talk was after all 90
minutes…. The evidence for this week’s blog is essentially hot off the presses.
I give you second hand news of a first hand account. I sat in the lecture hall
mesmerized and enthused by these captain of industry- giants in the world of
Diabetes who presented study upon study showing that in both mice and men-
movement is the key to a better life.
As one speaker put it so eloquently- “Death is sedentary
disease”.
And so, I took the advice of the giants of my field and
after sitting in the conference for almost 2 hours- I did what I was told… I
went for walk.
I walked for my health and my happiness. I cruised down JFK Boulevard
and through the market district. I passed the cars and the people with their
promises of cheese steaks and I kept on walking…. Thought the streets of
Philadelphia. Where Washington began and Springsteen put it all to music. Where
history had a way of making every person feel connected and where a Canadian
dreamer with a great pair of heels has a chance, for but a moment to be a part
of something perfect…. Even if my heels get caught in the cobblestones.
Hi Ali:
ReplyDeleteFor the male followers of your blog, the words: "my girlfriends" and "my sisters" make us feel left out...:)
Dear anonymous.... no intention to leave any one out.... The blog is however called Girlfriends Guide to Health... all girlfriends, regardless of gender are included. Let's make a deal- when I say "sisters" or "girlfriends" you and I will have a special understanding that I am specifically talking to you.... insert tongue in cheek here.
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