One of my best friends in high school went out into the world and became what she wanted to be – a bodybuilder. And she’s fan-freaking-tastic at it. Like, she’s an IFBB Professional Builder and has competed. And I love her for going out deciding what she wanted to do, stayed with it, and became successful and stayed with it through the good and bad times.
Yesterday morning while going around City Park, one of the local trainers was out there doing crap I can’t even begin to describe – I’m sure my crazy-ass-friend/online-trainer Douglas could tell me what it was, but I have no idea – like a weird push-up/lunge/crawl with some kind of bar thing. But what it looked like was that he was lunging/push-upping/spider crawling around the park, which let me tell you, is freaky to see at 5am in the dark.
(really, I swear this will all make sense and connect)
So. One of the times going around the Park, he stopped and said he was training harder now because he was leaving town this week – for a bodybuilding competition – and, he is totally fit and from my inexperienced eye, totally looks like he’ll do just fine at said competition.
Some years ago, I met a fabulously attractive man in New Orleans while partying there with two friends. Seriously people, he was beautiful. LOL. Anyway, we spent hours in the night drinking Tanqueray straight out of the bottle. I don’t remember what his job was but I remember on the side he was a competitive body builder.
Why am I rambling on about bodybuilders? It’s not because I want to be one (because, let’s be honest, I’m so not cut out for that). But – I think there’s something here to think about – my friend Heather has pretty much dedicated her life to this goal. Man at the Park (whose name I do not know) is out there at 5am pretty much every day that I am doing crazy ass workout things WHILE still training people at the same time. And stranger from New Orleans worked a job, competed, and had time to go to a convention on New Orleans for some down time. That’s all some serious dedication – and I wish I had it.
But here’s the question of the day – or week – or whatever: how in the world do you find this dedication? And where the heck is the manual that one must read where I learn how to do this while working as tenure-track faculty at a university? I’m all for work-life balance, but how do I fit in that kind of dedication AND work AND family AND personal life?
Dave always tells me that professional body builders, models, celebrities, etc., have time to do hardcore dedication & training because it is their full-time job to do that and it might be hard for me to do something similar because I’m working another full-time job. But I don’t like that reason. I want someone to tell me how to do it. But I’m guessing that’s one of those “you need to figure it out on your own” things.
Having said that, if you know how to do it, please let me know. LOL
I’m tired today – probably why I’m so disconnected and rambling. And I’m frustrated because I’m only a few days into moving forward with the trying new lifestyle and I’m already frustrated. So, I’m frustrated because I’m frustrated. That’s some good reasoning there – good thing I don’t have a master’s degree in English or anything. Geesh.
But tomorrow is a new day. Or as my friend Ralph Waldo Emerson would say: “Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”