Fitness and Resistance

Each morning I go to Fitness Over Fifty to work out. One half hour of cardio, and one half hour of weights.

You can adjust the level of resistance on each machine.

As you increase resistance you and your heart become stronger.

There is no improvement without resistance.

You remain flabby.

But as you modify the resistance you see and feel immediate benefits,

To your body, your mind, and your heart are strengthened.

On the stationary bike I select “Random Hill.”

The resistance goes up and down and lasts for longer and longer times;

The higher the resistance, the longer it lasts.

I note that there are also others who are setting their level of resistance.

If you don’t set your level of resistance, you are simply “spinning.”

There is great camaraderie in resisting. Each person working on his or her health.

At home, I prefer to ride my bicycle over hiking because on a bike you only have to climb up one side if the hill.

Not so here at the gym. Like a unicyclist I met once riding from Colorado to Oregon, you must exert yourself on both sides of the hill. No coasting.

Now that I have finished my workout my body feels better.

Stress is removed, and my heart rate is up.

Resistance is good for me.

Set your level, work at it, with others, and feel the results.

– Small town boy 

Listen

I may have mentioned that I have been advised to listen.

It is against my nature.

I don’t like to listen.

Being alone at the beach in stormy weather has allowed me to work on it.

Prayer as listening? I have even practiced what I used to teach, active listening.

But I hear nothing.

So I tried listening the same way I meditate.

Not bad, good meditation, but still no messages.

As you may also have noticed I am working on jigsaw puzzles.

And I found something.

If you get your mind to quiet, Other skills come to the fore.

Pattern recognition kicks in and instead of actively looking, I’m passively looking, and it works well. All of a sudden I recognize that piece for that place.

One of my heroes is Walt Longmire (by Craig Johnson).

When he goes on alert he soft focuses his eyes so as to make them motion sensors.

It’s like that.

There are other factors at work if I just be quiet and let them work.

I still haven’t heard anything, but I’m learning.

Shh, listen. Hear that?

– Small town boy 

Life lessons from a jigsaw puzzle

At a certain point in  time when youre putting a puzzle together, it seems like all the pieces are coming together all of a sudden,

Other times, you can’t find the next piece to save your soul.

Often, well, occasionally, the piece will hide from you,

Not among the waiting pieces so carefully laid out so you can see each one,

But already in place, in the wrong place.

Some pieces fit into the wrong place, with a little effort, and prevent other neighboring pieces from assuming their rightful place. The place God meant for them, or at least where the puzzle maker had in mind when he/she cut out the puzzle, with his/her jigsaw.

The wrong piece wanted to fit in and had no patience to wait for the right fit. Although he was uncomfortable there because of the bad fit, he stayed anyway.

Finally you get to the point of the puzzle assembly where you notice that the reason you can’t find the piece you’re looking for is that it is already put in the puzzle elsewhere.

This takes some close looking to see that the pattern doesn’t match or that there is a slight crack where the close fit is supposed to be.

However, smiles return when the unfit puzzle piece is placed in the slot made for it. It is comfortable, well adjusted, and a contributing member of the puzzle as a whole, with its many and diverse members.

The puzzle isn’t complete until each piece fits in.

Get the point?

– Small town boy