FootlooseI'm back in training. I was a financial benefactor of a fitness center for two years. I gave them money every month. There must be others as generous as I because there are so many fitness centers. Why did I donate money regularly? It's not because I am a fitness fanatic who wants to keep them in business or trying to help those establishments lower their fees so that more people will exercise.For a whole year I went there and exercised 3 times a week. I really got in shape. My breathing improved and my muscles got stronger. By the end of the year it didn't hurt anymore when my heart pounded when I worked out. Instead it became a good feeling, assuring me I was alive and well. And there was a bonus. Without dieting I went down two sizes.Then I stopped going. I'm not sure why but in a way this was too good to be true. However, as I had made a three year commitment I was stuck with the subscription. There was a time I daydreamed about all that I could have done with the money they got from me without having to provide me with anything in return. I didn't just loose money. I also lost the feeling of well being. I wonder how often we forfeit a bigger gain for a lesser loss.I'm not paying for training this time. Instead I take walks. My goal is to walk for 90 minutes straight. I do 30 minutes minimum every day now. I did three times half an hour today. That's 90 minutes alltogether. A small deamon is whispering, "that's cheating". There's an angel too who answers back, "you suck a mathematics". Posted by Olof I. Davidsdottir 21:34 . . .
