I’ve been on a journey of discovery for the last 18 months and I did manage to make many changes in my life. I lost a few pounds. I cleared out all the clutter in my life, including the thousands of messages in my gmail inbox.
For once I feel that I am in control of the basics of my life.
Except!
For my physical abilities. I am wobbly on my feet and my daughter stated the obvious. It was not an inner ear problem or any of the dozens of other excuses I had. It is my pathetic refusal to exercise.
Having spent 6 months in stairless Mesa Dunes, I was challenged to handle the stairs now that I am back in Canada and faced with stairs daily. This is the route to complete disaster.
I watched a bunch of infomercials the other morning. There are great exercise machines out there. But frankly, I need to learn to walk first. Walk out of the house and down the street. Walk upstairs without holding the bannister.
Every journey begins with a single step.
How Did This Happen?
Time moves so fast, it is frightening. I know I can change just about anything. After all, I broke my addiction to coffee. I have learned to control my sugar intake and I’m doing all right with portion control.
But I doubt I move more than 300 steps in a day. I have a new pedometer and will see how close I am to that. I am stiff and feeble so this might be a long journey.
To keep myself honest, I am going to post here several times a week as an incentive to moving.
First Step
- Five minutes a day of some kind of movement.
- Check out Tai Chi. I did take a course but I could never handle the one legged stance.
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