I am visiting my sister in the Adirondack country of New York for a couple of weeks. I’m loving the visit, but truth be told, she’s killing me!
Neither of us will win any awards in the healthy seniors’ category, so we’re both in a constant battle to shed the excess pounds that cling to our middles. Even when we opt for salad versus a gourmet meal and pass on the dessert, the scale seldom rewards us with a significant decrease in the number on the display screen.
One of our goals during our time together is to walk, not only to enjoy the magnificent splendor of vibrant color the changing season affords, but to make an attempt at a healthy lifestyle.
I’m not used to the multi-level terrain that a walk of more than a quarter of a mile affords here in mountain country. I live out west on the plains, where an average two mile walk may offer an elevation fluctuation of fifty to a hundred feet.
As my sister negotiates the uneven terrain with no apparent distress, I face the discomfort of sore muscles and winded lungs as I struggle to keep up. I admit with no reservations that I am a self-proclaimed “wuss!”
It’s so easy to blame my out of shape body on the strange bed I’m sleeping in, the furniture I’m not used to, or the altitude. Wait a minute! I live at an elevation of 3901 while this cozy little tourist town nestled between colorfully majestic peaks boasts a whopping 866 feet above sea level!
It would be so easy to declare my right to rest and relaxation as a vacationer and vegetate on the couch with a good book!
How many of us navigate the terrain of life with that goal in mind, taking the easy way out?
“You provide a broad path for my feet, so that my ankles
do not give way”
It requires stamina to push pas the pain of an aching body to gain the crest of the next hill. Our aspiration to achieve an objective, despite the possibility of failure, taxes our enthusiasm.
The desire to achieve an objective of five thousand steps or two miles requires endurance as we try to convince ourselves we don’t have breath to advance another foot. The ambition to commit to a dream we strive to realize, even when obstacles loom in our path, tests our perseverance.
The determination to navigate the trail when everyone else eases to the bench for a break demands commitment. The conviction to stand behind our beliefs against a tide of apathy strengthens our faith muscles.
Don’t be a “wuss” about the trail you follow in life! Get out there and stretch those muscles, be willing to ache a little, and reach for your goal.