I never do anything half way. Its all or nothing! Balls out, guns blazing, full steam ahead, show no fear! Life on the edge! Work until you drop! Play until you can't take another step, eat until your gut is busting :P It can be your best friend and your worst enemy. I can pack the pounds on like crazy or peel them off, depending on my current state of mind.
I once played this console video game on loan, 24/7 for two weeks straight until I completed it -it was a difficult role playing game where you had to figure out challenges and how to get through things. I only slept when really tired and I fueled myself with salty snacks and pop. It was my brother's and I had to give it back when he completed his move. So I was going to finish it come Hell or high water.
When paintball came to my city the first time, I got into it big time. I was always the first with the latest, best guns available and the best camouflage, etc. etc. I got on the best teams and competed around the province in tournaments. All up until my RA came screaming back and took my knees out :P Crash and burn. Loss of my two jobs, a heavy lifting factory one and a night confectionery one. Couch potato time. Giving up. Thinking there is no future. Feeling sorry for myself, giving into to eating and doing what ever I wanted.
I decided to try University, ten years after graduating high school. I had bad study habits and struggled. barely made it into the College of Pharmacy. Made it two years and then the bottom fell out, and I developed severe iron deficiency anemia. I couldn't keep conscious my blood was so low. A combination stress from the University and my RA caused it. Out on my butt again, having to figure out what to do that would not stress me.
I was always a painfully shy introvert, and it was always a struggle for me to get out and do things. Only my intense desire or interest got me moving. I had heard about the game of bridge, but also heard the people were stuck up and snooty. So it took me quite a few years before I ventured out to take some lessons. Not having a card background, I found it overwhelming. But for some reason, I learned quickly and took to it like a duck to water. Pretty soon I had people asking me for MY notes on the game. Once again, I found a purpose and got into it big time. Tournaments and accolades followed. But then the health monster struck again. I developed severe allergies to air conditioning and could no longer tolerate those huge air conditioned hotel rooms. I stopped going to tournaments and my bridge career languished so to speak. I had games with good players at the club, but that slowly dwindled. My insomnia became worse and my game suffered greatly. I was near the point of quitting and giving up. Becoming the club manager gave me a new purpose once again and I threw myself into it. All or nothing. Work until the wee hours to finish something never mind clock watching. Yes it gives me motivation and the desire to finish long and arduous workouts. But sometimes its a little hard to shut all this mojo off.
I tell it like it is. I can only be honest. I have been told I need to have more tact. I feel you can't grow if everything is sugar-coated. Out of adversity comes strength. Sometimes a person needs to face the truth to be helped, however unpleasant that may be. This may rub people the wrong way. So if I have ever said or done something that has rubbed you the wrong way, please believe there was never malicious intent. I like to help people and I feel telling them the truth so they can face what needs to be changed in order to move ahead. I am not saying I am always right, but I have read a lot about health, fitness and nutrition and have learned from it. I have learned from hard life lessons too. I survived. You can too, and we can walk side by side in support of this journey.
Go hard or go home ;)
Spark on friends!