Well, my body and I got of to a bad start this morning. I thought we were going out for exercise but my body simply said "No!"
From time to time my body and I have our disagreements. The direction we take tends to be a matter of who out shouts who. My body seemed more determined then ever.
It seems the more years we spend together, the more diverse our thinking. Sometimes I think we're becoming strangers.
"What do you mean no?" I asked my body. "Well," my body replied, "I'm simply too old to do what you're asking of me! Von it's time you realized how dumb this is! You don't see other 80 year olds out exercising, walking in a cold wind, doing push-ups and chin-ups; that's just plain nuts!" My body continued on it's tirade passionately pushing the virtues of a more sedentary goal.
"For example, look around at other 80 year old bodies, they're sitting in a big warm comfortable chair watching T. V. and munching chips. That's what I want to do at this age. It's only reasonable"
"Von, think retirement!"
My body had a point, and I was duly tempted. "What's wrong with doing what everyone else does? Give in. Give up!
But TA-DA!!!
I Pushed my feelings aside, and countered with a reasonable argument. "Hey body! Look at what these "couch potatoes" look like. Bald, bloated and fat! Contented and constipated!"
I won.
I followed my body out the door and we did our thing!
