As I sit here early in the morning on the first of January, a lot is coming to my mind. Do you realize I started this blog in 2008?! That just amazes me. The past four and a half years have certainly been filled with lots of ups, but also lots of downs too.
Long-time readers will know I like boxing analogies, especially when it involves the Rocky movies. It hit me this morning that I can’t say I am the best. I can’t say that I throw the strongest right hook or that I am faster on my feet than anyone else. What I can say, though, is that I have tenacity. Sometimes it may not look that way, but let me describe my thought a little more by continuing on the boxing analogy. Sometimes a boxer comes out swinging, and sometimes a boxer wins by wearing the opponent out and frustrating him through their quick feet. Finally, sometimes a boxer wins by just getting up.
This past 24 months I would say I have been hit a lot. I have been knocked down a lot. In fact, there were some who have already said the fight is over. Some have already said this more than once. Even so, I keep getting back up. Nope, you haven’t seen me throw any punches lately. Why? I lost my composure, but I knew it. I still had enough wits about me to know I couldn’t throw any punches right now and stay on my feet, so what did I do? I blocked. The punches have continued, and I haven’t been able to catch a break, but that’s okay because the blocking has allowed me to regain my composure. Do you know what that means? It means it is time to start punching again.
I didn’t go to bed last night thinking of New Year’s Resolutions, at least not any more than I normally think of what I want to do in the future. But as I sit here this morning, I realize that if I have my composure, I need to start punching again. After all, you don’t win a boxing match if all you do is get punched.
I am not going to go into the particulars of how life will change other than to say there will be appropriate eating and exercise. I am dealing with two physical problems right now, one being a congested chest and one being a pulled muscle in my side that won’t go away (thanks cough), so I will have to be cautious with the exercise, but I can do something, which is better than nothing.