I can’t believe it has been over 25 years when fitness really started for me. The way I began is very comical and yet my passion was ignited just like a warrior. Looking back, my determination was fueled by my desire to become more physically active. Warrior practiced his craft consistently to learn self-discipline and one day I decided to do the same.
It was winter of 1992 and I was becoming restless being indoors. I changed into workout gear, grabbed my boom box, mixed tapes, and headed downstairs to the basement. This became a part of my daily routine for many years. A few years later, I jogged while the microwave clock ticked down. Oh, the advances in technology since then!
I can recall riding my bike up and down our dead end street with no hands over and over again. Even after my kids were born, I’d still fit in some kind of workout any way I could. Pushing that baby stroller or exercising with one child playing while another was napping made no difference. I still got to be the mom while doing something for me.
Yoga has also been incorporated into my fitness routine. Once I joined a studio down the street, I was hooked! I found out many poses are called “warrior” so of course this resonated with me. I was able to balance while stretching my body and mind like Warrior demonstrated in his daily life.
I might seem calm on the outside but inside intensity rages just like a warrior that needs to be caged. I have learned to keep my body and mind active everyday and we all need to do this. Even though Warrior was extremely disciplined, he was able to tame his emotions through writing, reading, and art. All of these were very important to him and I have become disciplined in my own way.
We must strive to be our best selves with whatever disciplines work for us. A true warrior knows results will come if we do anything with passion and always practice, practice, practice…