Author: Sean Wells Like most people, I felt like I had a good working knowledge of what it meant to be healthy and how to do it (it’s “eat right and exercise”, right?). I’d figured that simple phrasing and of course whatever genetic cards I’d been dealt would be enough to carry me through, and of course if they weren’t, what was I going to do about it, really?
Along these same lines, for most of my life, I’d always thought that my genetics, whatever their nature, were something to be accepted, tolerated and maybe, every once in a while, cursed—depending on my mood. Again, I felt like genetics were something that were just sort of there, unchangeable, and if I happened to be feeling inadequate, I could always blame them.
To be fair, while I certainly have nothing to brag about in this area, I don’t really have anything worthy of complaining about either. I’m about average height, about average weight, and in a roomful of people or on a street corner in the city, I imagine I would just blend in: Caucasian male, medium build, dark hair. I wouldn’t stand out, and chances are good I wouldn’t particularly be noticed, one way or the other.
In truth, it may actually be this overall sense of “average-ness”—so to speak—that has sometimes made me pause and wonder a little about things like doing my best and making the best choices. In general, I’ve always done just fine on my own, but what if I had a little more information? Suppose I had some guidance? Could I do more, maybe, than “just fine”?
This first thought, as it turns out, was the start of my GeneSNP Journey. I’d
started to know a little about it, and the more I knew, the more I wanted to
know. I’d always believed there was no substitute for experience–maybe this was
a way for me to get a few answers and stop wondering.As might be obvious by now, I was sold. The next step was to order a kit.
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