A Different Kind of Tired
Friday, July 12, 2013
I just got home from work, and I am tired. It's been a very busy day. I'm in the process of training new employees, getting ready to go on vacation, I had to take my favorite walk to Walmart again today to pick up supplies, (didn't weigh my purchases this time, but I was sure relieved to put them down and know the weight wasn't mine), I was on my feet all day, and now I have a few more things to do to get ready for a staff meeting tomorrow, and the start of our vacation. I am tired. And you know what.....tired feels good.
I remember how a day like this might have made me feel once upon a time. I remember sitting down on the couch and feeling sore all over. I remember getting to the top of my stairs only just last August when I moved from my first floor apartment to one on the second floor, and feeling the huff and puff drop out of my mouth, knowing I was all done. I remember plopping on the couch, and eating an extra large snack to make myself feel better, and actually making myself feel worse cause now I was tired and pushing my belly out with too much food instead of pulling it in with a bit of a spark workout. I remember going to bed feeling like I just didn't want to move, and waking up not feeling too much better. I remember sitting on my couch, and looking at my stomach and believing it would never go away, that I'd never see a size 36 again, let alone be pushing the envelope of a 32. I remember feeling tired....truly tired...but I didn't know it then. I didn't know how bad it was until now, until I could really remember and understand how much better things are.
I've been on my feet all day, yes, but i'm not out of breath. I handled the stairs with the same vigor I did when I walked down them for the first time today. I might have a snack before I sleep, but it won't be anything more than a nibble of enjoyment before I slip off into slumberland. I will go to bed, but if I have to jump up in the night, I'll be ready to handle whatever comes without pain or problems. I'm am looking at my belly right now, and I am smiling because....by goodness, people, that size 32 is GOING to happen, and it feels good. I might just take a moment before I go to sleep and do a few push ups, and some ab stretches to wind down. And I can do that now without an issue.
I'm tired, but my body feels good. I'm tired, but it's mostly my mind that needs the rest. I'm tired, but it's a good tired, a satisfied tired. A tired that is relaxing and soothing instead of being uncomfortable and unfortunate.
I'm no one special. I'm not an amazing body builder, or a strong willed tenatious terrier who does it and does it till it's done. I'm just a guy who wants to make my life better. I want a body that will carry me through the rest of my journey, and when I call upon it to do things, it will do them.
It is an amazing journey, and it's still going, and I'm still going, and tonight, I'm tired, but tired feels so good. So just remember, gentle reader, should you stumble upon this article, and think about all your aches and pains, and the body that disobeys you, and fails you when you need it most, remember that I remember what that feels like, but I don't feel that anymore. You CAN do it, You CAN hold out and work for the body you really want. It takes determination, it takes time, it takes setbacks and failures, and it takes hard work and daily little successes. I want you all to feel tired like I do, and smile about it at the end of the day.