harddeck242’s BodyBlog

To all you north hemisphere-ians (?) who are just enjoying the transition to autumn I get to say, I’ve sat here all rainy winter reading about beach bodies and finally it’s my turn. A sensational 60 degrees this morning with a 545 sunrise - what more could a boy ask for.  Training partner is a keen-as Kiwi and she’ll do just about anything I feel like which is pleasant enough when you don’t know quite what you’re doing yourself!

Hopefully I’ll get more along next time and get a small group together so we can suffer as a people which would make a great change from those cold, dark 6 am runs i was doing 3 months ago.

Spin tomorrow to give knee a break - Love it!

Now I’ll try not to make this too dark and heavy but I do tend to have very difficult conversations with myself somewhere between the 3 and 10 k mark and, well, I think about things.

I was thinking the other day about Schindler’s List.  About how my life has become important to me. And in having done so, how other’s lives have become important to me. I loved that movie so much when I saw it but only because I was a bit of a dire, angst riddled young man and focused on the angriness and gritty emotion.  Now I realise I love it because of the hope it offers. The very thought of one man being able to change the course of other’s lives just by being a stronger man was a wonderful thing to realise.

There’s a part where it’s all ending and the penny drops as he realises the massiveness of what he’s accomplished - not just from a business point of view but on a truly personal level

he says (again the seriousness of this is not meant to distract from the message)

"I could have got more out. I could have got more. I don’t know. If I’d just… I could have got more."

Power is when we have every justification to kill and we don’t.

A man steals something, he’s brought in before the Emperor, he throws himself down on the ground. He begs for his life, he knows he’s going to die. And the Emperor… pardons him. This worthless man, he lets him go.  That is power.

I am no Emporer but I think I now know what it means to be able to make another person’s life a better place to be. So I ask myself in the dark running hours What can I do to make another person’s life worth being a part of?  Maybe something; maybe nothing; but if, like Oskar, I can say to myself today "what can I do to help one more person through my own success?" that will be the measure of the person I’m becoming.

that’s why I know I will never be denied.

1st Physio session on knee yesterday and it’s an easy fix apparently so I’m looking forward to fixing it, then getting out and being stronger than ever. I really don’t enjoy how I feel after the month off for the baby so out I go. I’ll duck down to take a look at a local YMCA style gym where it’ll cost $11 a year then $2 per visit. Back to basics I say.

Today is Sept 2nd so by next week I’ll be lifting strong again and running like a reborn maniac, except without the wild abandon of my pre-injury days I suppose.

I think I’ve learned that even though I may take breaks here and there I can’t ever be flobby in my life. It’s just not an option.