Showing posts with label Exercise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Exercise. Show all posts

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Everyone's a Failure...and That's Okay




 These are some of my recent failures



1) A short story was rejected from a publishing magazine. (15th rejection in two months)


2) An activity in a lesson I taught didn't go well like I planned. 


3) I was turned down for a lucrative student coordinator position at a university.


4) An assignment I turned in for my certification program wasn't up to scratch and I had to redo it...for the third time.


5) I was turned down for a date. 

 

 

I've enjoyed other failures in my life as well. 

 


6) I've failed to get a book published. 


7) I've failed to stay in a long term relationship.


8) I've failed at exercising everyday.


9) I've failed at reading at least one book a month.


10) I've failed to be kind, non-judgmental and considerate in every social interaction with every person. 

 

 

I am a failure. I have been a failure. I will continue to be a failure. I will lose and I will lose badly. I will have my ego and self-esteem maimed by own shortsightedness and laziness.

I will have dreams crushed under my souls as I try to stumble my way into finding them. 

 

I will never succeed in all things I want to do. Even if I had a thousand years to achieve everything I wanted, I think I would still fall short on certain things. 

 

Failure, is the essence of my life...and the same is true for you. 

 

Even if you've never enjoyed those ten failures I listed, you've failed in your own special ways. 

 

Like me, you've probably been hurt by some failures more than others. Some of these failures have kept you up at night or reduced you to tears...or both. 

 

Like me, you've wasted a lot of time abusing yourself over roads you took and others you didn't take. 

 

Like me, you've probably kicked yourself again when you consciously fail to implement the advice about failure you read in every feel-good article or blogpost. You know the one that usually goes along the lines of...






Yes, dear friends, we are failures; unequivocal failures. Yet I don't want to end with the same platitudes about how 'true failure is giving up' or 'if at first you don't succeed try, try, try again'.

There's nothing wrong of either of those sentiments. 

 

It's just that you and I have heard them far too many times before. I'm not sure at this point hearing those mantras again benefits anyone.

 

What I don't think we hear or read as often though is this: 

 


Failure is normal and it doesn't have to be our enemy.



There will never be a time when you or I will not have to deal with failure. We will never know a period of our lives where we are not falling short in some way. 

 

We may succeed at some things, we may make many dreams come true after years of enduring doldrums and false starts. Yet with each success will come new challenges and we will fail at some of them.

Failure will always be with us. Yet that is okay because failure in the end is not an enemy unless we make him one. Failure can be our greatest friend.

 

He's the personal trainer who yells at us during the race but takes the time to point out how we can run better next time. 

 

He's the teacher who checks our work everyday to make sure that we are spelling our sentences correctly. 

 

He's the drill sergeant who breaks you down day after day to your very core so that you can rise again stronger.

You may never be able to love him but I think we can all learn to respect him. So the next time you fail don't hurt yourself or try and attack Mr. Failure for doing his job. Instead reach out with an open palm and give him a firm, professional handshake and a smile. He's been with your first day and he'll be with you to your last and he's the strongest ally you will ever have. 









Friday, July 17, 2015

Don't Tell Me How Good I Look- Inner Conflict Over Weight Loss and Body Image



Exercise. It's a good thing. We all know it. Yet there was a period of time where I let my fear of what others thought stop me from doing it. However, it's not the sort of fear you're thinking of. 


I wasn't afraid of people thinking I was fat. I was afraid of what people would think once I was thinner.


My weight has fluctuated a lot throughout my life. I've been through periods of being very slim to overweight to pudgy; though I've never been obese.


I've never really exercised much either, not consistently anyway, until recently. 


About two months ago I began doing cardio about forty to seventy minutes a day and I've notice that I've begun getting slimmer and feeling more energetic. 


My writing has also been flourishing. 


Now, for many people the story ends there. Not for me. 


Because there's something about exercise in our culture that's always bothered me. 


This issue many times stopped me from developing a serious exercise routine and was always at the forefront of my mind. 


The truth was, I didn't want to lose weight because I didn't want others to judge me more favorably. 


Something about the idea of getting compliments like 'You've lost weight, Sean!' annoyed me.


I was open to the idea that exercise could make me healthier but the thought of losing weight and the way this would change how I was seen in the eyes of others bothered me. 


I didn't like the idea that simply by getting thinner I would suddenly become a more valuable person. 


I didn't want my shape to define who I was and so I didn't exercise regularly until a very severe bout of depression prompted me to start moving as a way to get endorphins firing. 


My new routines have helped a lot and yet as I'm beginning to get thinner I can't help but shake the feeling of discomfort.


The fact that our society judges people so much based on physical appearance alone, has always driven me a bit nuts. 


Whether its clothing, abs, waist lines, breast sizes, hair color etc. we live in an age that I feel is incredibly superficial and shallow. 


For many people. Image, looking good for the camera in their phone is the only thing that matters. 


Idealized and unrealistic bodies are everywhere in our media.  Most of the pictures floating around social media are selfies and body shots. Much has been written about how women and young girls have been negatively affected by media pressure to conform to a certain body image.


However, while this might be a more intense pressure for women, men are also facing more and more pressures to have perfect Ryan Gosling and Channing Tatum bodies and this is creating more and more eating disorders among teenage boys and men.


The emphasis on so many amazing physiques is ironic when you consider how obesity rates in the US and many other developed countries have exploded in the last decades, meaning a significant portion of the consumers looking at these images don't resemble their images. 


Now, I'm not advocating for people not engaging in exercise or trying to lose weight. Being active is good. However, I think as a culture we need to get away from placing so much of our value and the value of others on physical appearance. 

 

We need to focus on promoting the idea of exercise as a way to improve one's health not how you look in the mirror. 

 

We need to have realistic expectations for our own appearance. Image is important but it's one component of being human. 

 

Above all we need to be okay with who we are regardless of how we look and we need to know that we are all more than an image, more than a profile picture or an Instagram snapshot.  


We are all complex, imperfect, eternally changing and evolving beings and we cannot ever be defined by something as simple as our skin, waist line or face. 


We are so much more. You are so much more.