Normally you’d expect a post like this to come shortly after New Year’s Day rather than heading into the dog days of summer.
There was a time when I was in pretty decent shape. I wasn’t super-athletic but I had plenty of energy and I at least made an attempt to get some regular exercise in. In July of last year my life started to take a big shift in the way of scheduling and priority-type stuff. We were getting ready for the transition into our new building, and I was already starting to get things set on the network end.
In August, it was apparent that some big changes were going to happen in our new infrastructure. Don’t get me wrong, these changes were good, but they cost a lot, especially in terms of time. I found myself working some night-owl-style hours and putting away lots of caffeine drinks to get things done, and by December when we opened, I was taking in enough Rockstar drinks to be at a very serious health risk. Since then, I can hardly look at a can of Rockstar or Full Throttle without gagging.
My diet has definitely improved since then, but I didn’t realize how bad of shape I was still in until this last Friday. I was asked to stand in for one of our drummers so that our worship team could practice their music. Now I LOVE drumming (and bass guitar almost as much), so I jumped at the chance to do this, because I haven’t played in about 9 or so months. Long story short, I was able to tell just how out of shape I was over the next couple of days. Everything except my legs and feet just HURT!!
It’s crazy how it takes something like that to motivate me to want to get exercising again. Don’t get me wrong, either: Exercise is NOT my favorite thing to do. However, the health issues that hinder me now are the same health issues that could seriously disrupt my life 10 years down the road, and I don’t wanna be that guy.
So tomorrow after our staff meeting, I’m headed down to the gym I used to work out at to restart my membership.
It’s weird…you know for me, the exercise isn’t half as hard as the act of prioritizing it. That will be my challenge. My goal is to start waking up at 6am and be in the gym by 7, because past experience tells me that if I don’t do it in the morning, it’s EXTREMELY hard to fit it in the middle of my day.
This isn’t something I’m going to post on regularly, but it’s been on my mind a good bit this afternoon, so it was worth some typing.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.