So I got a wonderful phone call from a new client of mine today. Now, to put things is perspective, this client came in very depressed and said he was kind of at rock bottom. You see, he had a recent breakup, and because of an injury had lost a lot of weight. Sadly, it was almost all muscle and he was feeling terrible. In talking with him, it was apparent that he was very depressed. Now, as we talked we discussed goals.
Each of us only has this moment, right here and now to do anything. If we are fortunate and all goes in our favor, we'll have more to enjoy. But none of us ever gets more than 1440 minutes in each day, 168 hours in any week, or more than 52 weeks in any year. Yet it is my humble observation that some of us commit to health reserving behaviors while others do not. Do you? What is the difference in the choices made by these two different groups of people? Two things....
In life and in competition, we do not win at the finish line. We win as we proceed towards the finish line: by persistently taking steps towards our goals, by making daily decisions to do something healthy for ourselves rather than sleep in one hour longer, by sticking to our resolutions of eating healthy and “clean”. We win over the weeks, months and years, as we steadily progress towards our goals. We win if we are at it 24/24 and 365/365.
The key to being the best that you can be is preplanning. Don’t just go through life by the seat of your pants. Strategize.
Book your exercise sessions like they are mandatory meetings. You will be mentally prepared to workout at your scheduled times.
Plan your routine based on the amount of time you have available. If you only have 20 minutes, maybe work on speed training. If you have more time, maybe focus on slow and steady distance. When strength training, give muscle groups 72 hours to recover.
Make a grocery list before you go food shopping. Stick to the list.
The other day I went out to walk my dog around the neighborhood, as I am wont to do. It being early April the signs of incipient spring were very apparent: crocuses, buds, warmer air, the last piles of snow under the shrubberies gone, landscaping trucks dotting the roads, and more people out walking. One of the nice things about walking is not just where the legs take you, but where the mind goes. In this case I was thinking about my college days at a school in a highly urban environment, and the prodigious amount of walking I did.
This blog post has been rolling around in my head since January. Every time I decided it was time to sit down and finally put it on paper, something else would come up and I would put it on the back burner. It's not like that "something else" was always important, unless one considers finishing the fifth season of Dexter really important. It was just that, in that moment, I lost the motivation to write.The Hard Truth