I really don’t believe the world needs one more fitness program. It’s already a pretty crowded field.
Nevertheless, I caught Rockstar Pastor Rick Warren on Pierce Morgan last night touting his…you guessed it…fitness program. I like Rick Warren. He’s certainly to the far right of me when it comes to world view, but he is so damn nice about it. He doesn’t strike me as the typical Tony Horton fitness guru. His program of course has a decidedly spiritual bent to it. The name is, The Daniel Plan (as in the book of Daniel in the Old Testament, which I always thought was more about forecast than fitness).
The program is broken down into components that are all words that begin with the letter F…Faith, Food, Fitness, Focus and Friends…but there is one thing for sure, the real intent is to eliminate that dreaded Big F…FAT.
Fitness…Food…Fat…you know they all do begin with the letter F, so maybe Rick is indeed on to something here.
But really, let’s face it, up until the age of, say, 55 (and no, I ain’t there quite yet), the prime motivator for staying fit doesn’t start with an F, but an S…Sex. We strive for fitness in order to look sexier and perhaps to have a little more of it.
We also know that fitness can increase our E…Energy. And that’s a good thing.
Continuing with this annoyingly alliterative post, this morning I wanted to talk about a novel motivator for fitness…one that starts with…yep, you guessed it…I.
This blog is not going to devolve into telling you how to stay Fit for Impact, even though that does sound like a course that might sell. But it will tell you this and that is that you have one prime tool at your disposal and control for producing impact…YOU…that is, your brain and body.
You have one prime tool at your disposal and control for producing impact…YOU…that is, your brain and body.
Here in Costa Rica we tend to drive our cars into the ground. That’s why being a mechanic is a far more nobler profession down here than it is in the U.S. La Poderosa, my faithful Mitsubishi steed, is approaching 200,000 miles. If you converted that into people years, she’s really getting on up there. But I keep her fighting fit by taking good care of her. Only the best stuff goes in so that I get the best output possible at her ripe old age. If I didn’t, she’d be destined for the junk yard by now.
And the junk yard is not the best environment for impact.
Do you get the analogy?
I don’t mean to poo-poo Warren’s Daniel Plan, nor any other of the gazillion guides, gurus, gadgets, gizmos and gotchas that all promise to grant you that glorious state of ultimate fitness in, say, 90 days. But they tend to beg an important question
…WHY?
It’s a lot like those blogs that show us how to make a million online, or blog your way to fame and fortune. But why? Does the world need another millionaire, another famous person, or another set of six-pack abs?
In my humble opinion, NO!
What the world needs is impact…yours.
So just take care of yourself…will ya!
People, Planet and the Universe is depending on it.
Oh, and that might mean LESS time at the gym…
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