Do you know what? I don’t remember what goals this girl had. I was 25 years old but I felt 55. Two stillbirths will do that to you, and having to give up your dream of an operatic career will throw you off the rails like nothing you can imagine. Today is my 58th birthday and I haven’t felt better or younger in decades!⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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When I started on my fitness journey, I wanted more than anything else to be able to walk up the stairs without getting out of breath. We’re not talking climbing the Eiffel Tower here. It was 14 steps, and there was a half-landing to rest on along the way. I can run up the stairs with no trouble these days, but that didn’t happen overnight. It took work, patience, persistence, determination, and at times, sheer bloody mindedness, especially on those days when I didn’t want to get it done.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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We all have fitness goals, whether we’re my friend Linda, whose greatest fitness goal was to be able to walk her dog as far as her front gate and back, or Mo Farah, who many of us think has it in the bag but who nevertheless strives to improve every day. Every one of us, at some time wishes we could find something easier when we struggle. Like lifting the children into the car (they will insist on growing!), running for a bus, or just getting on the dance floor and boogying the night away.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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Here’s the thing. Getting fitter is hard. But so is staying unfit. So it’s really up to you. If you want to act on those feelings you have around fitness, then do it. I can help. You just need to say the word So drop me a comment, track me down by carrier pigeon (my contact page is probably quicker and easier mind you). There’s really no excuse. Start today, because you might have time to talk yourself out of it by tomorrow.