Through high school, I competed in team sports at competitive levels and loved it. The hard work, the friendships, the long hours, the tournament t-shirts and medals.
Then, through my early 30s, I focused on everything but fitness: too many long hours at work, collecting passport stamps, racking up awards points, starting a family.
It was great, but something was missing.
One day, half-heartedly working out at the local gym, I jumped on a scale and was shocked by the number I saw.
That started my path to transformation.
And it’s been a long one. Filled with personal trainers, gym memberships, calorie counting.
Sweat and pain and discomfort and happiness.
Knee surgery and tendinitis (too many times…)
And eventually training for and completing endurance and ultra-endurance events, sometimes reaching the pinnacle of weekend warrior accomplishments: age group winner’s medals.
I’ve learned a lot of lessons on the path that began that scary day on the scale; physical, mental, and otherwise.
Most importantly that health and fitness are important to people’s overall wellbeing, and we control the results here.
Our approach to wellness can’t be singular. It must be multi-dimensional and balanced.
Real change takes time because immediate results are unrealistic and unsustainable.
Here’s the thing about this path I’m on – I now see it’s a lifelong journey.
There is no finish line; no podium.
Because we can always do more. We can always grow. We can always be better.