written by john c ashworth
This idea that you don’t like exercise, or you don’t have time, or you just can’t find a way to get it done has NEVER really made any sense to me.
To me, this is the equivalent of saying, I don’t want to feel good, and more powerful. I don’t want to feel stronger and more energized. I don’t want to age well. I don’t want to look good. I just want to curl up in this little corner over here and pretend that it’s easier to avoid it.
Three to four days per week, I go to the gym at lunch time. Most of the time, I go for a swim. Sometimes I lift weights. No matter what, I go. And I’d go every single day if I didn’t have dog duty one or two days per week when my wife is at work and Allie is home alone.
One day per week is devoted to my weekly pilgrimage to the chiropractor. Another essential ritual of recovery. Usually on Mondays following a weekend of yard work, more exercise and strength training, and lots of walking. But even on Mondays, I go for a walk after I get adjusted. My blood needs to move. I want to thrive and this is how I do it.
Every single time I go, the experience is cathartic. I walk in one way, and walk out in a completely new dimension of time and space. My own little twilight zone where I emerge as a superhero. An energized human being firing on all neurons again.
Feeling more alive. More alert. More powerful. More effective. And more influential.
Yeah…I just really don’t understand that idea that you just don’t want to do it.
Can you see why?