traditionally, the new year in america brings with it, along with clinking champaign flutes, a chance to wipe the slate clean and begin, again, with fresh determination and resolve. expectedly, gym memberships and attendance sky-rocket each january as we lunge forward in an effort to shed conspicuous results of the year’s excesses or indiscretions. but, the sad truth is, in spite of all the fanfare, the revolutionary exercise routines, and dynamic diets, few succeed. why’s that? one reason is because, incredibly as it seems, there is no real urgency. here’s what i mean.
occasionally, life interferes with our best health-and-fitness intentions, or rather we (consciously or not) conspire with circumstances to neglect or ignore our physical being and say, for instance, that we don’t have time. i could fill the rest of this post with excuse phrases I’ve heard (and given) over the past year. all bogus.
you, me and everyone else make time for things we deem urgent. if fitness is important, great; we’ll get to it. If it’s urgent, we’re doing it now. so, are you doing it now, or do you need an arbitrary event, say the flip of the calendar to take action?