THere is a saying in physics; objects in motion tend to stay in motion, objects at rest tend to stay at rest. Boy, those physicists nailed that one. I have found this to be the case in all parts of my life, not just in terms of my weight loss and health. I can take a lot in my life, I mean a lot, but one thing I cannot stand and never have been able to, is doing nothing. Now, I am just as lazy as the rest, and I spent years in utter physical limbo, but around me, progress had to be being made. I think a large part of the reason I got so large was stagnation in my life. And the feeling of helplessness that went with it. I was not content with the "stuckness" , and the feeling, wrongly, that I was helpless to do anything about it. I thought, here I am, stuck forever. You know what occurs in stagnant ponds? Rot, decay, fetidness. My personal life situation left me utterly swamped. It got to the point that it was either move, or die, figuratively and literally. So I kind of adopted it in all walks of my life. The SECOND bit of this physic lesson I discovered was that the forces needed to act upon a stationary object to get it moving are far far greater than to KEEP it moving. You can't fight physics folks, and as much as it may suck, to actually get things rolling to the point that it develops momentum is great. Daunting even. It is what keeps many of us pond dwellers firmly mired. It's going to hurt. I found it's kind of like the anticipation of ripping off a bandage. You can let yourself get totally wound up about it, fret, swear, delay, bit anyway you slice it, it has to come off. It's gonna hurt, so you have to gird your loins and DO IT. Let me tell you, I get this. The day I got up off the couch and decided I had to be the change in my life, I was petrified. I knew I had to get my ass to the gym, cause I wasn't going to do it at home. No way, no how, Home was my cocoon, and change was not going to happen there. I made the appointment to do the membership screening and must have picked up the phone a dozen times to cancel, delay, anything. But this was the start of the force needed to get this immovable object going. The heave ho, so to speak. If you haven't guessed it already, I am big into visualization. At this point I actually saw myself as Sisyphus, but I didn't care if the ball rolled back at me, cause at that point, motion was motion, and better than what I had been doing. I knew, I believed, that I was NOT doomed to be Sisyphus, that eventually, with much discomfort and struggle, and almost 300 extra pounds and 2 bad knees, and asthma, at SOME point there would be a alley-oop, a point at the precipice where one more mighty shove would put me over the top and things would get easier. And, after much sweat, and fear, and tears, and frustration, it did. I swear to you it DID. I am not going to blow smoke up your ass and tell you that things were all cherubs and harps after that. They most certainly weren't. But, I could see the goal from here at least, from the top of the hill. Prior to that point, I just hoped there was an end, but when I got to the top, is when I SAW it, in all its glowing glory. This would become my new normal. Moving, participating, living. Keep pushing that rock my friends, the view from the top is MAGNIFICENT!
alicia gregory
8/24/2013 05:15:51 am
I am struggling with my own inertia, but I keep trying. I appreciate the fact that you are not saying to be perfect at the start, but get up and get moving. Anything is better than nothing. :)
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