You know you’re in trouble when you can no longer cross your legs in the computer chair and pull the keyboard table over them. I really need to get up and exercise. The middle age spread rolls across like jam on bread and is just as lumpy – not a pretty sight indeed.
I used to dream of participating in a walk across or bike across America. I sold my bike so that’s out. Heck, at this point, finishing a 3K would be terrific. And as of late, I can barely motivate myself to walk to the mailbox to get the mail. I blame it on the heat/ humidity of the Low Country but who knows.
My cat Farley seems to be suffering from the same malaise.
Farley eats, poops, and sleeps, and that’s about all he does. I eat, poop, sleep, and get on the computer. I guess I’m one up on him. I’m not sure whose stomach is more bloated…but he definitely has more gas.
What is the cause of this lack of motivation? Boredom, laziness, oppression, heat…I don’t know but if I could figure out one of our issues, I could probably figure out the other one’s too.
These days it seems most people fall into two camps: those who don’t exercise; and those who do and do it really well. I’m in the middle. I like to walk: long distance, slow paced, and with a partner. I hate to sweat no matter whether I’m alone or with a friend.
I would love to find a walking partner – one in the same shape as me, then we could walk and rest and carry on toward our goal together.
Perhaps I should buy a leash and put it on Farley and see if he would be interested in walking the trails with me. We could walk slowly and eventually go great distances. I’d be willing to take cat treats and stop to poop now and again. Hmm, this could be a plan.
Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain. 1 Corinthians 15:58