Figuring out the figuring out, sorting out the sorting out, muddling through the muddling through – where did they hide my clarity – simplicity, clarity, where did these things go?
Yes, life is complicated – but shouldn’t its principles, values and rules be clear, definitive and transparent?
We can/should self-regulate, but I wonder if we are capable of doing that on a sustained basis. If we are focused, dedicated, resolved and unrelenting, can we do it? Can I do it?
I’ve done it with booze but can’t do it with food.
I’ve done it with debt but can’t do it with fundamental wants and needs. Does this mean I am weak, or is there strength in knowing our shortcomings, our weaknesses, our kryptonite?
I have no conclusions – I’m still muddling through self-examination. An accountability partner would help, but I think I’ll only find that kind of reciprocity when I find all the other elements of ‘that relationship I need/want/crave/imagine’ ….
And all that is a momentary distraction from, avoidance of, and deflection from the resolve I need to have, to hold, to keep. If I had someone else’s hand on mine on the throttle that would be nice – but I’m not holding my breath. Or am I?
Backslider? Nope! In fact yesterday I put on a pair of summer jeans and one of my friends asked if I'd made them from a tent! I immediately went out and bought two new pair of pants, much smaller. Easy to do though, easy to back slide especially if you have any stresses or strains in your life. Just stay focused and stay away from those carbs!, GB, Calgary, AB
Is it a statement of fact or fiction in our lives – does it speak to how we are, or how we are seen?
I’ve historically been opposite of ‘pursuer of good health’ in terms of diet, exercise and sleep my entire adult life. Lately I’ve become borderline-obsessed.
And I know I’m just starting on a road to a better life – and when I see toned athletes at my gym, or just walking down any street, seeing people who look ‘the picture of health’ (easy to pick out – there are so few of them) I feel like I’m one of them now.
I bought new pants yesterday, my first of what will soon be many purchases to replace fat-guy clothes.
Some might observe I was overdue for updating my wardrobe anyway, but there was ‘a sign’ – even with my belt tightened to its very last hole, those pants still wanted to fall off.
Time to replace. That’s the kind of down-sizing I like …
Seriously, when would I have reached that point of ‘real action’ if I wasn’t poked, prodded or pushed?
For most of us it is too easy to resist, avoid and deflect – because partial efforts or even ‘just talking about partial efforts’ seems to be socially acceptable. But who are we kidding when we do that?
I have some supportive friends who have encouraged me.
But who pushed me, poked me and prodded me? That was George. Now George needs some poking and prodding too – he’s become a backslider, needs some encouragement from all those he has encouraged; it’s time for payback. C’mon George, let’s go!
Mark – Really like your thinking on this. It has been consistent with your thinking of late and it resonates with me. Kind of like keeping your eye on the back of the ball before you make a golf stroke… Focus, imagine and execute. It sounds so easy, but on the golf course as in life it is so much harder to do. Like the Beach Boys would sing – find the Good Vibrations! Enjoy your weekend, MK, Calgary, AB