It is not a coincidence that the week I pick to recommit to the gym ends up being the same week that I feel rebirth in most other areas of my life. I hit bottom. I overdrew my checking account. I walked into my house after being gone over the weekend and smelled rotten food and a dirty litter box. I cleaned out the trunk of my old car and discovered things I should have thrown away forever ago and three atlases. Who uses one atlas anymore, let alone 3? I use google maps or gps on my phone.
I am symbolic of our culture, of our country, of our economy and I fear, the church. If I can’t find something, I buy another. If I don’t take time to stop and add up the cost, I overspend and use money (or time or resources or whatever) that I don’t have. I am wasteful. I am messy. And taking one step in a positive direction reminds me that I don’t want to live like this.
So why do I keep falling back in the trap of overeating, overspending and overliving? I know better. I can be better. I’m getting better.
There’s something reassuring about hitting bottom. I’ve exhausted this year. 2011 is shot and so am I. I think the next 24 days are going to be monumental and crazy in the best way possible. I want to pick up more of the mess than I make in a day. I want to get rid of more stuff (be it throwing away garbage or selling things I don’t need) than I acquire– Christmas presents included. I want to organize what I do have so I don’t stuff I think I need Seriously– 3 atlases! And you don’t even want to know how many finger nail clippers I have. Ridiculous!
Join me. Or encourage me. Or hold me accountable. Something. We can do better than this individually and collectively. Let’s choose to change before we’re forced to change.