The fitness industry always promotes goals. The bikini body. The final score. Achieving “results” constantly invokes finite competition. As if one day we cross a finish line, arrive at perfection, and no longer need to exercise. No such luck.
I want to win this game: Make it to 95 years old. Wake up energized. Walk to the bathroom. Squat on the toilet. Take a triumphant poop. Wipe myself. Stand up. Wash my hands. Head out into a productive day.
Actually, that is pretty much my goal right now. Take care of my crap so I can be of service.
That goal flushes way so much nonsense. No more fake foods, no pummeling workouts, no blowing out knees or breaking spirits. No more exercises in narcissism.
Now I might be able to contort into a trophy pose, run a marathon, or lift a truck. But who cares? Glory ebbs and flows.
The important question is: How long can I stay out of diapers and be of use?
Are you reading my mind? I’m a lot closer to needing diapers than you are, but I think (hope and pray!) there’s still time to reverse the damage.
Of course there is time, actually that is all we got.
This is so true. We are just learning about bowel and bladder control issues, mostly in relation to spinal cord injury but in any case super important.
Cedar! Exciting to see your name. What class was that?
per the graphic, i didn’t know you could sit cross legged on the john but i know Martin Luther and many others have had moments of enlightenment there. to arise and be of use is life well-lived. chris
Thanks for commenting, Dad. Is that why your father called them “solemn moments?”
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