A personal revolution

I went to the gym last week.  Emphasis on ‘went’.  When I got there it was busy.  All the stuff I wanted to use was in use – everything.  I thought I ought to sit down and wait.  Then I noticed it.  I was intimidated by all the muscley guys getting their pump on.  I didn’t want to sit down in there.  All that focused energy made the atmosphere intense.  It triggered something primal.  I immediately ran away.  To the train station.

I thought to myself, “I don’t really enjoy the gym anymore.”  It was fun when it was all new and interesting.  Now it’s a chore.  My new hobby is to come up with excuses for why not to go and instead enjoy the warm fuzzies of acquiescence to sloth.  It’s disgustingly indulgent, like eating a plate of Belgian waffles.  Yummy.

It’s not all good though.  Failure for lack of self-discipline serves to overtly affront my character.  I mean let’s get real here – how can I wax egoic, thinking to myself all day about how amazing I am, if I’m so easily toppled by wants for material comfort?  A slap-in-the-face contradiction.  I’m better than that.

There’s a life lesson I learnt from Disney: Aladdin was a diamond in the rough.  Thanks Disney, I hear what you’re saying.  There’s a gemstone in all of us.  Inside me there’s a Bruce Lee lurking.  A Mo Ali weaving.  I know what’s inside me, but do you?  How could you?  Inside everyone there’s a gemstone, surrounded by imperfection.  Are you gonna keep it to yourself?  Or are you gonna show it to the world?  It’s time to break out the Mr Sheen.  Polish ’til you shine.  Who are you really?  Show me.

It’s time for a revolution.  One life, one chance.  It’s all a choice.  Weakness or strength.  Flaws or perfection.  The current regime is weak – overthrow it!  The rulers are unprincipled – oust them!  It’s time for a personal revolution.  Embrace the struggle.  Time to DO and let those who can’t keep up marvel from the sidelines.

The crowd’s eyes trained on me.  Blink and you’ll miss it.  The world better be watching, ’cause here I go.

Matt Bowen

Matt is a blogger, budoka and software developer. He sold his things, quit his job and moved to Japan to study Japanese and martial arts. Sometimes he writes about it.

2 thoughts on “A personal revolution

    1. Thanks buddy. :) I actually prefer my previous one – I feel it had more substance. This post by contrast feels a little indulgent. But having said that, I like all my posts.

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