Day 1: Countdown to 50

number-1-signI bet you’ve heard a few of the ways that people encourage others to accomplish a big project. They say things like, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step.” – OR – “How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.” Well, the countdown to my 50th birthday has to begin somewhere, so I guess it will begin with DAY 1.

Of course, there are lots of folks who begin some new program every January… but before the month is over, they are. Been there, done that.

Anyone can make a commitment. It’s the keeping of the commitment that’s the hard part. Seinfeld put it this way (just substitute the word “commitment” for “reservation,” and you’ll see what I mean) Take a look…

I want to do more than just make a commitment, I want to keep it. That’s partly why I’m sharing this experience. On that note, I’ll happily take any wisdom any of you have to offer on the subject. I’ll absolutely take any of your prayers or encouragement.

Lastly, while this little project of mine is going to focus primarily on health and fitness sort-of-stuff, I may throw in a few other things that I’m working on. It’s essentially a work in progress, as am I. And, unless I’m feeling creative, most posts won’t be very long… just a few of “the facts” for that day. Again, we’ll see what all of this morphs into.

The day after Christmas probably isn’t the best day to begin a new program, but that’s the day that follows my birthday, so I can’t start off my countdown by complaining about circumstances. It is what it is. Today I got up and dropped two of my boys off for a scouting camp they’re attending. I then headed to the gym.

Nothing fancy or over-the-top. I walked for 45 minutes on the treadmill and then just a few movements to reintroduce my body to exercise. There was a day where I would do WAY TOO MUCH and end up inflicting unnecessary pain upon myself. And all that accomplished, besides the pain, was to take myself out of commission for another couple of weeks. So, I’m going to ease into this.

All that said, I’m happy to report that I did in fact make it to the gym and exercised. Since my birthday was yesterday I enjoyed some wonderful birthday cake and other treats… yesterday. And while all that stuff is still in my house, I’m done eating it. My kids have my permission to attack me if they seem moving near it.

One last word, and I’m done. (And truly, this will be as long as it ever gets.) I may occasionally mention if I’ve lost any weight (maybe once a week) and talk about changing the way I eat (which I’ll refer to as diet, though no one likes that word… yet it’s helpful shorthand. I hate to keep having to say over and over, “it’s not a diet, it’s a change in the way I’m thinking and living.”). I’ve never had to struggle with an eating disorder, but certainly know folks who have. If this is an area you struggle with, I encourage you to check out this blog which deals with more than eating disorders, but does address them from a biblical perspective. I think you’ll find much encouragement there.

Okay, Day 1 is in the books. Thanks for checking in.