I’ve lived in Perth, the capital of Western Australia, for just over three years. This city has been entirely generous to me and I can’t quite believe that in just one week I’ll be saying my farewells, jumping in the car with Andrew, driving the 4000-ish kms across Australia and leaving Perth. I have moments of thinking I’m crazy […]
I used to often say that I felt I had gotten through life relatively easy, by which I meant I had no suffered no major loss, tragedy or death. My parents aren’t divorced, we never moved around, I was given the wooden spoon a few times but basically I’m one of the lucky ones who had a wonderful and supportive childhood.
I’ve stood alongside friends however who have tragically lost siblings and parents, who have suffered domestic violence, assault and family deterioration. I used to watch their lives fall apart and feel almost guilty because my life had always been relatively smooth sailing.
This time last year, I wrote down my biggest fears. Top of the list? That something would happen to a member of my family. For as long as I can remember, it has been a regular belief in my mind that if I suddenly lost my parents or one of my siblings, I would completely self destruct. In some weird way, I also kind of knew it was coming. Why? Not sure. Could be a mishmash of guilt, being the eldest and intuition, but it doesn’t really matter.
So after we have gotten back to basics and become real and honest with ourselves by getting real, we can fall in love with exercise and our body by becoming AMAZED at it’s capabilities.
What it can DO. It’s potential not only physically, but mentally as well. I love that exercise allows me to not only look after my physical health, but just as importantly, my mental health.
Stay forever amazed at the awesomeness of your body. Let’s dive in.