My Gym Journey
A spiritual comment and prayer to start the day with Richard Reddie.
Good morning.
Exactly a year ago, I began my gym journey. I decided to join a gym after my son gave me the potential dates of his graduation from university later that summer.
Like many folks, I'd packed on the pounds during lockdown, and my suits became a little too snug for my liking. So I was faced with a dilemma - buy larger sized suits or get back to my pre-lock down shape. I opted for the latter, which at the time seemed the harder, but cheaper option. While I had previously kept myself relatively fit, I鈥檇 never joined a gym before. And I've got to be honest with you, the idea of leaving home at an ungodly hour in the morning to pump iron was not appealing 鈥� and neither was the idea that I was paying good money for that particular privilege.
However, what made the challenge amenable was the fact that my particular gym has people from all walks of life, who have their specific reasons for joining. Some were getting into shape for big occasions such as weddings, while others were there on doctors鈥� orders. Like many things, when you have a purpose, it can concentrate the mind. However, for some, the gym is a form of community which allows people with shared aims to come together, and share their journeys to possible improved health and wellbeing.
Just to say, after expending so much time and energy into getting into shape, I was unable to wear my trusted three-piece suit to my son鈥檚 graduation, because the moths had been feasting on the apparel while it was stored away in a garment bag in my wardrobe.
I pray that today, we may be able to find a sense of community and wellbeing in the places and the spaces where we find ourselves.
Amen.