I have a new young man in my life. He's fit, and thanks to him, I'm getting more exercise. (Not in the bedroom - get your mind out of the gutter.)
He's my new personal trainer. I met him through an app. (Not a dating app, I'm still off those.) It's a fitness app that matches you with a personal trainer who sends you customized workout routines and helps you improve your diet. I've been "seeing" him for a few days now.
Unlike the young men I usually message with, I haven't sent him any flirty texts or photos. Well, I did send him a profile selfie in just jeans and a bra, but that was only for practical purposes: so he could see the middle-aged body we're dealing with, specifically the bloated abdomen and slouched posture that inspired me to "pursue" him in the first place.
Taking that photo wasn't fun, and neither was sending it. But turning a blind eye to my reflection and just living with my body in its current state is no fun either. My poor level of fitness (and the low energy level and low self-esteem that go with it) is standing in the way of living the life I want for myself: my future life as a successful writer, energetic speaker and thriving cougar.
So I'm game to try this fitness app, and this young personal trainer. So far, so good - I like him. (Not like like him - he's just friendly and good at his job.)
With his help, I know I can get into better shape, but I also know that we have our work cut out for us. I'm fighting an uphill battle with a genetic propensity for muffin tops, my advancing age, and a highly sedentary lifestyle in which I'm sitting down almost all of the time. I'll need to work hard to slim down, and even harder to adjust the poor posture that's been locked in place after years of hanging my head to avoid bumping it on ceilings that were put in place by myself and others a long time ago. Those ceilings are long overdue to be smashed. I'm ready to level up.
My poor level of fitness (and the low energy level and low self-esteem that go with it) is standing in the way of living the life I want for myself: my future life as a successful writer, energetic speaker and thriving cougar.
If I can dig deep and find the will to commit to a few lifestyle changes, I know it'll be worth it. Feeling better and looking better will help me embody my true cougar self and convey my (largely dormant) cougar confidence.
Confidence opens a lot of doors, and there are many doors I want to walk through.
I can do it. One step at a time. I just need to get more steps in each day.