No, I get it. I'm just amazed that life never ever ever not in all those thousands of days got enough in the way that it just didn't happen.
Funerals? Car accidents? Kid emergencies? Sleepless nights? Illness? Weird travel mishaps? Stuck on airplanes? Just plain too sore from some crazy adventure the day before? What about a scrape? A twisted leg from sledding/other sports/playing with kids at a jungle gym? A stiff neck? A life with adventure and excitement is bound to have many days where recovery is the only option. Don't you think? Or do I just play too hard?
I can't imagine really saying to myself that no matter what, I would not let 24 hours pass without doing XYZ, unless it's tooth brushing. That I plan to do every day, several times per day, for as long as I'm physically capable, then pay someone else to, until of course i no longer have my own teeth.