You’d never think it from my Facebook feed or from the previous sixty years of my life, but I started exercising about six weeks ago. Witnessing recent illnesses in the family as well as my own shortcomings in controlling diabetes made it a priority.
Two things happened that are worthy of note.
- A little encouragement goes a long way.
I was out for a run (no, no one was chasing me) a couple weeks ago in really hot, humid weather. I probably shouldn’t have been out vigorously exercising on such a scorcher particularly since I was just starting my exercise program after having been sedentary for… well, a really, really long time. Like years. Anyway, I was running along Hoadly Road and a bicyclist passed me going the other way. “Good job! Keep it up!” he shouted to me as he whizzed past.
Just that little bit of anonymous encouragement made me lengthen my stride, improve my posture and run a tad faster. I was surprised at the immediate effect that it had on my run and my dedication to keep it up. That bicyclist will never know the impact that his five little words had on me.
My point? Never underestimate the power of kind words of encouragement. You never know whose life you might be improving. (Especially kids.)
Sidebar: I bought myself a Fitbit. It’s a surprisingly good motivational tool.
- Vigorous exercise improves depression better than any pill I’ve taken.
I’ve taken ‘em all over the years. Exercise works wonders. I hate it, I truly hate exercise, but you know what? It freakin’ works.
My one comment about the Clinton email decision by FBI Director James Comey.
I think I’ll notify my government bosses at the U.S. Department of Transportation that I’ve set up my own email server and will no longer use government email for my daily business interactions.
I wonder how long I’ll still have a job?
My one comment about the presidential election.
Abstention is now an option.
Mine are. Controlled. Yours should be too.