I have a confession to make. I’m not fit. I’ve never been very fit. It’s just never been a priority for me.
I admire people who are fit. I don’t admire the people who have turned fitness into their religion but I do indeed admire fit people.
I’ve used many excuses through the years for not putting in the effort required to be fit. Today I’m going to share one of them.
I’ve always had a desire for learning and understanding. I’m realizing that I can do a great deal of learning but that doesn’t necessarily result in understanding. That will have to be another blog topic.
For this blog post, I’m confessing that I use my quest for learning as an excuse for not being fit. In the morning, I would rather read than exercise. When I have a moment during the day I’ll spend those spare moments reading or writing or thinking.
Then I noticed a picture of Rodin’s The Thinker. I’m familiar with the sculpture. I have the image in my mind of the man leaning forward, head resting on his hand, in deep thought. But I never looked closely. I know his position but I never noticed his back, his arms, his thighs, his abs. That sculpture may be one of the fittest men I have ever seen. The Thinker was fit! Incredibility fit.
I’m not going to make a resolution. I’m just not that sure of myself. But I have been inspired. The Thinker was fit. I enjoy being a thinker but I think I would enjoy being a fit thinker even more.
Hope is not a strategy. Inspiration is not a plan. At this point, I only have the inspiration. But inspirations are a required first step in meaningful changes.
What is inspiring you today? Nothing? That’s a problem. Something? Turn it into an action plan. Do something about it.
Let’s share some stories. I’ll keep you informed on mine.