Thinking about health can help pull me out of a rut but I've not known not thinking about health to put me into one because when I'm feeling good about my life I naturally maintain health well without even thinking about it.
Getting healthy can be a motivating factor for me once something has thrown me off balance, but being healthy itself is my natural state when homeostasis has been maintained physically and mentally.
Sometimes a physical thing might throw me off like that construction accident which put me in the hospital for a few weeks. Or ageing. But--at least with the accident--I learned to get back most of my body function while avoiding surgery and I've learned to be happy without horseback riding, without ice skating, without those types of riskier behavior that I once found so very fun. With ageing, though, I'm still figuring that out.
A psychological thing that throws me derives mostly from my attachments, odd for a lifelong student of Buddhism, but there you have it. Not an attachment to things--I've lost more money than most people on the planet make, that doesn't phase me though it probably should--but to bury my pet parakeet in a shoebox destroys me utterly. I attach not to things in life but to life itself--not to my own, I'm cool with my own death, but to the connection with the life of others--so deeply that my life becomes very difficult for me to live when I lose one.
So I was about the worst candidate to wind up widowed twice.
Inevitably I try to solve that problem with chocolate. And then I have to remember my health. That I'm still here, that I still count and that I have to figure out how to live without the lives that brought me such joy to be alive.
Because in the end, chocolate is not a very satisfying substitute for happiness, but, rather just a temporary fix paid for in fat.