June 15th, 2006
Nowadays, the days just pass me by. It is Monday morning, and I have that familiar blue feeling. 5 days of hard work await, and I am wondering just how long it is going to take for these 5 days to pass. Which is a funny thought, because 5 days should take… 5 days! But on a Monday morning, 5 days seem like eternity.
A whirr, a flash, and poof! suddenly it is Friday evening! Where did the time go? How did the days pass? I am wondering if I got caught in some kind of time warp. But that isn’t what it is.
It is just that we are too busy with our lives to notice it sail by us. We work hard, and we work long. Some of us are lazy and don’t work at all, some of us are awfully rich, and don’t need to work, but those are different stories for another time.
Let me talk about me this time.
I realized that in the speed at which I am runing ahead through life, I have lost the time I used to take out to exercise. I look at myself, and what I see saddens me. Gone is the superfit look that I had until about a couple of years back. The toned body is now soft and fleshy. There is a hint of fat across the landscape, and it sets alarm bells ringing. I resolve to resolutely work out again.
I set the alarm to 5:00 a.m. I am going to jog slowly (which means walk slightly fast) for a mile or so. That should be good enough for starters. I go to bed, awaiting the morning and, at the same time, dreading the hard labor.
It is 7:00 a.m. and the sun is shining. Arrgh! I overslept again, as usual. I curse myself, my lack of commitment to my health and well-being. Over a slightly large breakfast, I think probably 1 mile at 5:00 a.m. was a harsh choice anyway. Tomorrow! I tell myself. Just wait and see.
Tomorrow I’ll try yoga…