By profession I am a fitness trainer; a Pilates, Zumba and strength instructor to be specific, but I am also human. This means that I am capable of being lazy, unmotivated and at times self-destructive. Despite these less than desirable traits along with my moments of sheer weakness, I truly love to exercise. I do not always enjoy the physical act of working out, but the after-effects of even the most half-hearted sessions are something I value.
When everything and everyone is too much, and the thought of meditation or rationalisation are as foreign a concept as any, then it is my time to move, to skip, or to get lost in the rhythm of a sun salutation…
Somehow, by meeting the physical requirements of my body, all stemming from my powerhouse, the core, my inner centre finds its balance. I love the feeling of accomplishment that I get when I finally ease into what once seemed like a physical impossibility. This feeling gradually manifests itself in different forms – finally moving an inch more through a pull up, standing on my head for the first time in yoga class, or holding plank beyond the discomfort of my abdominals or my own mind.
Meditation happens here. A union of the mind and body as they meet again, after being momentarily sidetracked. I urge you all to use your body, be playful with it, allow it to be free and experiment with its potential.
When nursing guilt on a Monday morning after a weekend of booze, junk food and bad decisions, instead of wallowing in self-pity or swimming in a sea of cyberspace, turn to the gym, to yoga class or to nature.
I tell all of my clients for homework to look at themselves naked in the mirror. Keep looking until you are comfortable with what is being shown. Love yourself as you are. Give your body love and gratitude. It is a powerful tool.
“A body free from nervous tension and fatigue is the ideal shelter provided by nature for housing a well-balanced mind, fully capable of successfully meeting all the complex problems of modern living.” ~ Joseph Pilates