The Fitness Metaphor

I’ve been working very hard to get fit these past several weeks.

And, I’ve gotten some great, early gains. I’m proud of the work I’ve done, and I’m proud of the effort.  But there’s something that’s been hard for me.

I can go at “full intensity” for a short burst really easily.  I can run a hard 5k that singes my lungs and makes me light headed.  I can lift hard with and without a trainer. I like it.  The pain feels good, I like the challenge of not letting anyone, ever know I’ve done enough to hurt myself.

The problem is boredom.  As part of the workouts I’m on, it’s suggested that I do what’s called a ‘liss’ run.  That stands for “low intensity steady state.”  Longer than normal, steady.  Not horrible to do.  Not a lung-buster.  And for me, that’s the hardest thing.  Because I like the drama.  I feel like I’m cheating myself out of a good workout.

It’s kind of a metaphor for life: business isn’t one amazing flurry of trades.  It’s not making one epic deal on rare occasions.  It’s doing the little things to grow it.

Same with marriage, friendship, and anything worthwhile.  It’s steady.  It’s not always intense, it’s not always gonna produce an adrenaline rush or dopamine high.

That’s where most of life is. Work.  It’s not all thrills and chills, it’s just what you gotta do to live. Fairly intense, sometimes tedious, sometimes REALLY exciting/intense. You gotta do it all.