Saw this meme on Facebook today and wanted to remember it. It was posted by a fellow named Marc David, founder of The Institute for the Psychology of Eating in Boulder, CO.
My first inclination was to think, “Yeah, yeah. Another way to look at exercise.” But the more I’ve thought about it, the more I like it.
I like exercise, I really do, but something’s come along and contorted it in my mind. It’s become A DUTY; a personal duty, and therefore, neglectable in the face of all the other less-optional, outer-DUTIES I’ve signed up for.
Today I shall begin anew (again), enjoying life in this body that was becoming increasingly hard to live with. I’ve been reflecting lately that Heavenly Father knew our bodies would age and that for some, if not all, of us they would begin to seem repulsive. Another blessing–we learn to embrace the many, many lessons associated with aging.
I’m not sure I can be in love with my body–rather, not sure that’s my goal–but I can certainly seek more peace and happiness in and with it.
Maybe my stern-faced other reminder is on its last legs.