Youthful memories bring back our nostalgic pasts. Remember filling up the station wagon and driving across states to visit our grandparents? Think back to how delicious the iced watermelons tasted in back yards on picnic tables during summers past? Recall swinging on ropes and dropping into the local swimming hole back in the day? Those are sweet, youthful memories which all of us should cherish.
For too many Americans, they get jobs, work long hours, suffer stresses, come home, eat and drink to salve their souls, deal with the kids, pay bills, take out the trash, and plop down onto their sofas in front of their high definition televisions to watch Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune. After years of this, they wake up one morning and look in the mirror after showering to discover that they can’t wiggle into that outfit they’d planned to wear. Then the holidays roll around, and they give themselves license to eat and drink with no limits because that’s the American way. When January 1st arrives, everybody has the greatest intentions to hit the gym, train for a 10K run, and/or aggressively attack the latest and greatest diet. True, right?
Why do so many adults’ fitness resolutions fail? They suffer from their youthful memories.
Most older adults remember playing outdoors all day long and never tiring when they were children. They recall how they used to train hard or play sports with the best of them. They flashback to how they had once been able to drink like a fish and then go play basketball or tennis all afternoon.
The problem is that our bodies change as we age. We become less flexible. We require more recovery time for doing seemingly less exercise. Our muscles atrophy. Our cardiovascular systems diminish, and we put on tons of fat. Still, people join expensive gyms and work out with the same intensity like when they were still playing for their high school ball teams.
When I was about to commence my new workout program and lifestyle change, I spoke with a fellow West Point grad, Monroe H. Monroe had lost over one hundred pounds, and he had run a marathon. I asked him how he got started, and he simply replied, “I ran around the block.”
I suggest to all adults who’re embarking on their own weight loss and lifestyle changes to just fuggedabout it! Forget that you were once the star cheerleader. Flush from your memory banks that you were once a stud muffin athlete who pranced around campus in your letterman’s jacket. Learn to just run around the block, and do it consistently.
Consistency, not intensity! That should be your mantra to weight loss.
God bless you! Now get moving!