Who Am I To Tell You What To Do?
It's no secret. We are overweight. We are bombarded with facts about how we're dying because of our sedentary lifestyles. Our condition care systems are charging higher premiums because of weight connected diseases being on the rise. Our troops is turning recruits away due to obesity, children are developing Adult Onset Diabetes and even Shaq produced his own reality show about obese kids. These are just a few examples.
So, we know where we stand. It's in our face now. We know we need to change. We know we need to Get Moving!! So why don't we? Well, having been out of shape and overweight, I get it. I know what it's like to be what society and the news are warning us about. I'll tell my story in this narrative and hope that maybe some of you can quote and learn.
Pain can be a motivator.
I have all the time been lazy by nature. Lazy in both mind and body. It caught up with me though. Before I knew it, clothes shopping, communal activities and even thinking (now that's lazy) had all come to be undesirable situations that are a part of normal and daily life. Who authentically enjoys seeing in their closet for hours only to find they just don't like the way they look in anything? For me, the lack of confidence, vigor and all colse to lethargic feeling towards life had spiraled out of control to create a vicious cycle that only created more of what it already was in my life and change seemed impossible.
I would work tirelessly throughout the day with no vigor left over to devote to my fitness needs and the nourishment aspect of life wasn't any better. I would resolve for eating anyone was quick and ready because this is what most of us do when we're busy. I was tired, I was in corporal pain and didn't know how to begin to crawl out of the hole I had created for my body and therefore, my life. There weren't sufficient ibuprofen in the world for me at that point and something had to change.
Have an intention and the world will create a pathway to get there.
I noticed an ad and landed a job at a local fitness town without needing any fitness certifications or sense to work the front desk. I had prayed for the right set of circumstances to cross my path and the potential to identify them and this was it. It was out of my relax zone and I didn't think I belonged at such a place, but I had to put myself out there. I had exercised in the past and knew the basics, so with the exposure to the equipment, I got moving. It was tough at first. I was out of shape, out of breath and out of strength. Still, I knew what I needed to do and persevere. It didn't take but a concentrate of weeks to observation improvements and then I was hooked. It became senseless to eat the wrong foods after putting in so much work in practice that I began to plan my meals and take them with me. More on nutritional coarse sense in another article. seeing results kept me motivated. It took some time, but all good things take time.
After being warned (respectfully) by my manager about the perils of practice study without certifications, assurance and formal knowledge, I realized it was time to take it to the next level. It was time to go to school. This was a huge step because I was lazy and afraid of school. I would miss my sofa and comfortable (however, not enjoyable) routine. I will get into detail about fitness education, schools and what to look for in a educator in a later article.
It's never too late to be better.
One year later, 35-40 pounds lighter and having earned several certificates of formal hands on training from one of the best schools in the country about practice science and instruction, I'm now unstoppable and I'm on a mission. You see, if I could get my lazy ass off the sofa, get exciting and lose weight, anyone can. It's the thoughts that need to change. I had changed my thoughts and therefore, I've changed my body. It takes a few small steps, the right support, advice and the potential to be held accountable for our actions and we can do what we set out to do.
Am I suggesting becoming a trainer? Maybe. It could be an awesome vocation selection and society needs superior and educated fitness professionals. What I'm suggesting is to surround yourself at any potential given time to condition and fitness connected materials ready to you and learn. This is part of what helped me. I was surrounded by the world of fitness and it inspired me. Just watching people move can sometimes be sufficient to encourage movement. Knowing that mountains can only be climbed one step at a time helps us comprehend that this isn't an overnight situation. One way or another, just get moving.
Results speak louder than any other voice in your head.
As I sit and write this now, even I know it's time for me to get moving. It isn't because I have the insatiable desire to sweat. It's because it's the right thing to do. It's gotten me to feel pride about who I am and how I live. practice delivers oxygen to the brain, so I ought to be pumped for my next article.
Just remember this, for every reason, getting fit is naturally the right thing to do.
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