While viewing my lists of To Do's this evening I saw a common theme in all of the Do's. Homework, Homework and Lastly Homework. This is one of those items on the list that I wish could be on my Do Not list. More recently I have subconsciously made a Do Not list and at the top of that list was going to the gym. Now, don't get me wrong, its not that I did not WAN'T to go to the gym. There were many reasons for not going... as always. I have to do assignments. I have already gone to work today, which was manual labor anyway. I need to spend time with my wife. I need to eat dinner. I need to fluff the pillows on my couch. I need to hang out on Facebook so that others know I am social. I mean I could go on for hours.
Yet tonight I found myself slipping my socks on and tying my tennis shoes. I walked out my door and began. One foot in front of the other, running into the cold air. Y can't I breathe? Arriving at the gym I feel the sharp sting of the cold piercing my lungs. It was not my lack of endurance, it was the chill of the cold inside myself. In the gym I meet my wife where we start running around the track.
Y does it feel so good to be pushing myself? Fighting my want to stop and walk. Pushing through that barrier that keeps me from reaching my full potential. After running 3 1/2 miles we decide to call it a night, and what a night it was.
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