The last two days, along with everything else, there has been a thinking assignment mulling around in my head. Why am I doing this and what in me resists change?
At one time in my life, I embraced change. It was exciting, it was an opportunity to learn and try something new and to discover something new about myself in my responses and my own strengths and weaknesses. Now, my life has really turned around. Struggles through relationships, trying to survive the aftermath of two disastrous marriages (hey, if at first you don’t succeed…) that left me financially crippled for a long time due to actions other than my own. I lost confidence in myself and my own abilities, but those were always rather shaky. This despite evidence to the contrary – always graduating at the top of my class and commended on the quality of the work that I do. However, in my personal life, surrounded by people who were poison for one reason or another.
Now, I’m not as ready for adventure and have become a great deal more cautious. If nothing else, this quest to return to fitness and health has shaken things up a bit. I’m watching my peers suffering from low back pain, arthritis, overweight, diabetes, hypertension…the range of onset of chronic preventable disease. They ask me for advice and I tell them – be careful of what you eat and enough but not too much, get out and walk, take a water aerobics class, or do something to get your body moving, follow your doctor’s advice on medications and such and work to get those numbers down where they need to be, etc. It falls on deaf ears as they would rather continue as they are and complain than do anything about it.
Now I have to sit and ponder. Am I the same way in other areas beyond fitness? What about my personal relationships? What about my education? Am I doing what is best for me in every case or just some of the time? What do I fear to face and what challenges am I not taking on because of change or discovering that I’m going to need to work hard to develop where I am currently weak?
Not exactly a fitness and fat loss kind of post at this point, but maybe closer to the root of why I’m here. Am I trying to turn back the clock and reclaim my life?