Diet. Its a four-letter word. Women hate it, but spend most of their lives obsessed with it. Men generally think of it in terms of it being an activity carried out by the opposite sex.
At least that is how it used to be. Today almost everyone is on a diet, falling off a diet, or about to go on a diet. Maybe that's why the collective waist-band of modern man has stretched to it's biggest ever. Chairs everywhere quake in fear when people decide to sit. And sitting is the major "activity" carried out by people in this world.
But, it was not always thus...
Your body remembers a time when you ate to avoid starvation. When you ran to avoid being eaten. When you only sat down at the end of the day after a full day of actual activity. Yes, once upon a time the biological machine we call our body ran on good fuel, and performed optimally.
There was no way to get food while sitting on an ever-expanding backside like the drive-through. The absolute ease of obtaining food, along with the empty calories in modern food, has resulted in a population of easy prey. Except we don't have any sabre-tooth tigers around to benefit from it.
Your body will adapt to perform the activities that are the most difficult to accomplish. And your mind will try to find a way to avoid the difficult activities.
Eat with a purpose: "This food fuels me for xxx".
Train with a purpose: "I want to be better at xxx".
If you make your body think it is a gazelle-chasing, tiger-hunting uber-machine of grace and power, by eating and training for that purpose, it will take the necessary shape.
So, what do you want to look like?
A cream-pie or a carved greek statue?
Your choice...
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