Chris Writing Anything

In my latest post, I suggested people could practice a few activities, and I claimed those endeavors would make someone physically fit. Heck, as I recollect that piece of writing, I claimed many activities would keep you healthy. So, now, today, as an example, I’ll detail my fitness discoveries, and I’ll explain how I fell in love with mountain biking.

When I was younger, I was a scrawny runt, and I hardly looked like a tough guy. To be blunt, and if I want to be excruciatingly honest, even if my appearance said otherwise, I didn’t want to look like a wuss.

So, I tried sports that made me look bad ass…football…wrestling…you know, rough physical sports…ugh, then I started smoking. Yet, I always longed for tough guy activities.

Well, years ago, and after a lot of effort, I quit smoking. Soon after that, I became engaged in physical fitness pursuits. And one I was dying to try, that is one physically demanding sport, was mountain biking.

But…

I was 44.

I owned a cheap bike.

I knew nothing of the sport…

etc, etc, etc.

So, yeah, I talked about mountain biking, yet, I was a big chicken.

However, one day, in Suamico, Wisconsin, in a park that sported easy double track trails, I gave the sport a try. During my first run, I thought I did awesome. I mean, I didn’t even feather the breaks during a few bumpy downhills.

In reality, I was far from being an average mountain biker. Yes, that entire first year, I was a woeful beginner, and there were embarrassing moments on the single track trails. Yet…

I LOVED IT!

The challenge, the scenery, the runner’s high…it made me try to improve. I actually have become a good trail rider, and, in summer, I ride two or three times a week.

The first thing I conquered, and it took quite some time, was the hill climbs. I was horrible, and my bike was awful. Literally, there were probably more than a dozen hills that I could NOT climb.

Now, if a hill stops me, I consider the entire run a substandard ride. Not to say that some inclines don’t beg all my effort, but I usually can climb them.

In the back of my mind, I realized my riding skills were subpar. Yet, being in the woods, and taking on rugged terrain, made me feel adventurous. Basically, if I didn’t fall off my bike, and if I climbed a few tough hills, I reasoned I accomplished something. I’m sure some buttholes scoffed, but, today, I’m a lot better than I was.

So, when I look back towards my own personal physical activity choice, I realize I wanted to be fit and daring. Mountain biking suited my desires, and the adrenaline rushes still satiate my cravings.

The key is finding something that fits your wants and needs. What emotional needs do you have? What personal goals do you aspire to reach? Will that choice also help your physical health? I think, if you’re honest with yourself, you’ll find the perfect activity, and you’ll look forward to performing that task.

Yes, instead of saying “I guess I have to workout today,” You’ll feel like me,and you’ll say something like “I sure hope it doesn’t rain tomorrow, because I really want to hit the trails.”

So, think about it. What physical activity will suit you mentally, physically and emotionally…then go at it. Don’t pay attention to the snobs, and simply do the best you can!

Have an Excellent Day!