And I’m not alone!
As an Empath I feel sympathy to the Nth degree – to the point that I can empathize with a smurf! I’m not kidding either – cartoons, fictional films or books…doesn’t matter. My emotions are FULL ON, and have been so attuned since childhood. It takes a seriously concerted effort for me to disconnect and observe without feeling deep compassion. I also love to give back, as do many of those around me.
That said…I am ALSO the same person that might go bananas if you double park or didlly-dally when the rest of us have somewhere to be. Loud neighbors, that’s another one… I get the stare-O-death (same one my Southern Italian mother is notorious for), boiling blood, and a highly irascible tone (probably the better end of my wanting to snap my fingers and have humanity disappear.)
It’s a downright conundrum. I simultaneously believe in beauty everywhere, and the infinitely generous things people are capable of. And then there’s a part of me that sees laziness, anger, taking advantage…which makes me view humanity as a plague. . .
Which is it?
We have the power to create and destroy, terrifying that may be. Being an Ambiverted Introvert gives me the option, I suppose, to choose which side of things I’m on during any given day. (I *try* to stick to positive, don’t worry…but I will also never claim to be miss sugar-and-peace all the time. Thankfully I’m a Gemini also…I can point the finger to the Stars! 😉 )
I know a lot of people who love to exercise, and enjoy being fit. Some of them also, however, LOVE food – enough that they gripe about their “pooch” – regularly – in spite of the substantial amount of working out they squeeze in.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news but…nutrition matters. I daresay it matters MORE than exercise (though both are incredibly important in maintaining the health of the one vessel we have this go ’round!)
But it isn’t all so dire – small changes CAN make a big impact.
If tweaking even on a minor level is too hard, though, you can always hire someone to help you outside the gym. You know, when you sneakily reach for that donut. (Claiming it called to you isn’t going to cut it, sorry! 😉 )
So as a Martial Artist, I’m taught discipline and self-control. Those things are non-negotiable, especially when you are learning techniques that could save your life (and therefore very much injure another individual.)
I DEFINITELY have those things, and I DON’T take the responsibility lightly. Let me make that amply clear.
But I’m also not saying I don’t have the urge when I’m stuck behind an incredibly slow driver, inches below the windshield, hands at 2 and 10…and lack of directional control.
*insert heavy bag here*
Honestly…I think it would be better if I WAS being chased by a bear most mornings. Cardio I am aware of = T O R T U R E.
I push through – I’ll get it (or some part of it) done. Because I have to. But…I’m not a fan. At the end of the day, it’s more about the caloric deficit rather than how, necessarily I got there, though, so maybe I’m being too hard on myself. And my feet.
When running for my life, I’m certain I’d do a better job of cardiovascular ramping. If the bear got me? I’m pretty sure he’d still be in a caloric deficit (AND he got the benefit of cardio – how annoying!). . .unless he ate a few of my neighbors as well.
For my Fitness Jazz…
I don’t know about you but I sure as heck don’t need extra negativity in my Life… ‘Nuff of that going on already without deliberately focusing on it!
Yep, chokes work nicely to silence that kind of thing.
ZZZzZZzzzzzz. . . . . . . .