Wednesday, March 19, 2014
OK then, one of the rewards for sustaining the "gonna" through the "don't hafta wanna"?
As in, I'm gonna stick with the program, even when I don't wanna, because after all I don't hafta wanna, I just have to . . . keep on keeping on?
It's that body proud thing.
Heaven knows, I'm no gorgeous babe: I'm almost 63.
But: I'm doing the best I can (most days anyhow).
The results do show, at least a little. Not bragging, not at all, but I can be (at least a little) body proud.
And: every once in a while, there's that moment of mutual recognition with other people who are also doing the best they can. Could be a guy or a gal. Old or young: people of any age. People of any height. And really, people of a wide range of body shapes and sizes: because those who are still "heavier" are on the same journey.
So: you're in the cardio room. Or on the way to the weights room. Or coming back down the stairs from the weights room. Or out cross country skiing. Or someone's eye rest for just a moment on your reasonably well toned bare arms (reasonably well toned for an almost 63 year old that is!).
And your eyes meet. Maybe a small grin. Maybe a big beaming smile if the endorphins are really flowing.
Yup, we're both card-carrying members of the secret society! That society of people who haven't given up. That society of people who are doing their best to be fit, doing their best to be healthy, and succeeding as best we can.
Gonna continue to earn that membership.