Life is Fragile
On a sad and sobbering note, I discovered one of the gym members who I just saw last week, died a couple days ago. I didn’t really know him, but he appeared to be around my age give or take 5 years. I will miss seeing him. The receptionist reminded me that "life is fragile" and we must live each day to the fullest for tomorrow is not promised.
While focusing briefly on my own mortality, I was tempted to get stuck on "what’s this all for…." However, I don’t know the circumstances of his death and was reminded that I need to live each day as if it is my last. This includes being the best me possible. Therefore, with much gratitude for life and good health I proceeded to train today. I thought I’d be alone, but it was in full swing and I had to plan my routine based on available machines, benches and space:) Training without a day of rest was painful. Yesterday I did chest and biceps–my arms are still sore. Today I did hamstrings, back & wanted to do triceps, but just couldn’t muster up the energy so I finished off with 20 minutes of stair climbing & called it a day.
December 25, 2008 at 2:19 pm
Sorry to hear that, but yeah the older you get, the more evident that becomes.
I love the focus though.. I am tweeking mine too.