Don't go overboard, cautioned The Missus as I set off for the gym in the late afternoon. Fat chance of that, I thought. Far from going heavily overboard my problem was likely to be summoning enough energy to get on board at all. And so it proved. For the first 10 minutes on the elliptical trainer I was, as usual, seriously considering whether I'd be able to keep going for a quarter an hour, never mind the hour I had in mind.
And, as usual, I found I could dig deep enough to find the energy to accomplish the full 60 minutes, but it was never going to be with anything like the enthusiasm required for a leap overboard. That's the advantage of a fairly regular attendance at the gym - it all becomes a bit routine and that helps in getting to know exactly how much you can accomplish on any single occasion.
The pay-off occurs when it's all been done, in the quiet satisfaction of knowing that something valuable has been accomplished, some kind of care has been taken, and some kind of acknowledgement has been made of being embodied, no matter how weak & fragile that body is.
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