Monday, March 2, 2015

How the Mighty Fall

Neglected...this blog.
A rut...sure, you could call it that.
Laziness...closer to the truth.
What now...?

Every journey is filled with its ups and downs.  Life is a curvy, funky, finicky, fantastic thing, and everything except predictable.  And even the most dedicated, fanatical, well meaning individuals lose their way.  Have moments of doubt.  Have moments where they ask themselves, how did I let myself get back here, or fall so far, or get so out of touch.  And if you've heard or read anything in the vein of motivational in the past, you have a good idea what I'm probably going to say next...well...pretend I said it because I've heard it myself and yet I still find myself flat on my back, wondering why I'm not following all that great motivational advise.  I find myself in the mysteriously comfortable, horrible feeling land of laziness.  And in this land, motivation is not easily found.

So how did I get here?  Well first, let me tell you where I am.  I've gained about fifteen pounds back.  I haven't been exercising.  I say yes to things that are not good for me (read cookies and ice cream) when I should exercise some self control.  And more importantly I feel run down, unhealthy, and little sad.  So how did I get here?

A series of baby steps that looked quite innocuous at the time, which slowly became a complacent, "I've ruined it anyway" attitude that became a lie that sounded a lot like, "I'll start again tomorrow," which was nearly six 5 months ago.

Make sense.  Don't worry about it because in reality, it doesn't matter.  Sure, I could analyze why and look for patterns of behavior.  Try to look for triggers and all that jazz, and I might in the future, but for right now, it just really doesn't matter.  I'm going in a direction I don't want to go and it's time to turn around and start going in the direction I do.

And what, pray tell, direction is that?  What is it that I'm actually after with all this healthy living nonsense?  Six pack abs certainly seem like a great thing to have, but in and of themselves, not really all that useful.  So why would I like to have them?  What do they and a dozen other signs of a healthy me really represent.

I want to feel good.  Both in the practical sense and in the more touchy feely sense.  I want to feel energetic and alive.  I want to feel good about myself.  I want to feel good knowing that I'm setting a good example for my children.  I want to feel good as I grow older.  What I want is to be a complete and fit human being.  A well rounded (just not the waistline), soulful, fun kinda guy.

So what is lazy me to do...

Okay, this is that part where I give myself, and you if your looking for a bit of a boost, the pick yourself up by the bootstraps speech that I alluded to earlier.  The, it doesn't matter how many times you fall, what matters is how many times you get back up, speech.  The, because I've failed I learned to succeed, speech.  The, failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently, speech.  The many of life's failures are those who didn't know how close they were to success when they gave up, speech.  The, enough whining, get up and do something, speech.  The, enough is enough, time to pull yourself, one muscle fiber at a time, up off the ground, find something you care about, reach out and seize it because every day you waste wallowing in self pity, is a day that is gone forever—make the rest of them count, speech.

I know I feel better.  Problem is, it's 10:30 at night, I'm at work and so I really can't do anything until tomorrow.  Ha ha.  Oh well...

No.  Not oh well.  There is always something you can do and it is important to seize those small moments of motivation when you have them.  I am going to make some concrete plans.  I'm going to put a few things in motion to hold myself...accountable.  I encourage you to do the same.  My choices are signing up for the Marine Corps Half Marathon and confirming my reservation for the Marine Corps Marathon, which I deferred from last year.  Wait a second.............done.

I have officially lifted my head up off of the ground.  The rest to follow...

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