I have been exercising for as long as I can remember. I have a picture from when I must've been about 3 or 4 years old with my old(er) sister next to me doing situps. That was just the beginning. I remember my parents having a weight set in the basement of our house growing up and I was lifting weights when I was about 12 years old. I've always been fascinated with exercise, fitness, and movement. Probably because I am so ADHD that I simply HAD to move. When I got to Jr. high school and high school, I lived in the weight room. I generally didn't know what the heck I was doing and the extent of strength coaching in those days was for your head football coach to tell you to simply hit the squats and bench press.
The point is that I love exercise. I've been told that I can be a little narrow minded with exercise and that it's too much a part of my life. I've been told that I should cut back on it and invest my time into other things to make me more well rounded. I'm sorry, that's not me. Don't get me wrong, I should learn more about how the economy effects my 401k. I should learn more about how to fully utilize my new MacBook (I have no idea what to do with this thing). Maybe I should learn more about the Muslim religion.
In all of my training and exercise, I have suffered a torn labrum, tendonitis in my biceps tendon, bulging disc in my lower back, numerous strained muscles and sprained joints, and pain in my knee that I never really did find out what it was. So why do I do this, other than to still look great for my wonderful wife? Because I can. Not sure if you heard me...BECAUSE I CAN! Our bodies were designed to move. They weren't designed to sit in a chair all day and then come home and plop down in front of the TV and just sit some more. They weren't designed that way. We are designed to move. We are designed for participation in activities. The cavemen didn't sit around waiting for food to come to them, they went out and got it. Native Americans didn't sit around and wait for food to plant themselves, the planted it. The Spartans didn't sit back and let their land defend itself, they worked their assess off and fought for it. Why am I so active? Because I can be. And you know what, there are a lot of people out there that can't be active due to physical and mental handicaps. I thank God every single day that I am able to be active and I am able to exercise. It is not something I will ever take for granted. It is something I will offer up as a prayer to God every time I workout. He deserves that because I am so grateful for the ability to move, play, exercise, run, lift, and be active.
Because I can. That is why I do what I do. I will never quit. Maybe I will find some time to be more of a rounded out individual at some point and maybe I will learn what the hell influences my 401k. But until then, I will continue to move. I will continue to play. And I will continue to be grateful every single day that I am able to be that way.
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