Monday, July 22, 2013
I married into the idea of taking full responsibility for the control of my life. It was an agreement with God. He created me with free will. I had a choice. Anything that said different was a lie. A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G !
The focus of this union was clearly not my weight. If it had been, failure would still rule. But failure is quite simply no longer an option. My successes may be non-scale, but they are systematically equipping me with the ability to achieve even that incidental victory in due time.
My attention was initially focused on the helpless, passive part of me engaging life without a sword. Every goal requires an Enforcer and I desperately needed empowerment. And some mental fencing skills.
I began to survey the tools that would create the life I wanted.
Passivity could be vanquished with action. I saddled up and rode my bike as if my life depended on it. (And maybe it did) It was a glorious beginning filled with excitement, exploration and enjoyment. Wedded bliss! The bedrock of a healthy relationship was formed. This single act set in motion a lifetime of triumphs. I'm sure those of you who followed me would agree. It was all good.
Basically, I learned to man the controls. The deep satisfaction of "making things happen" continues to wash over me. Confidence embraced me and remains my forever friend.
Those first years introduced me to my passion. I found my FIGHT.
And that concluded the honeymoon period.
These days are revealing the deeper significance of "married life". Anything of value is worth fighting for and perils will come. Unless a husband and wife learn to guard their unity and destroy the foes that threaten them, their marriage will be in jeopardy. The same goes for our journey to health. And we have much at our disposal to wage the warfare.
Whatever towers between you and your goal is hoping you'll fold-up and cave-in under its intimidation.
Like me, I hope you learn to get out of the backseat of life and take the wheel. I hope you run with the eye of the tiger to the roaring thoughts that dare to usurp your authority. I hope you find your sword and brandish the blade.