Sole To Soul

I believe in movement. I believe that movement - whether walking, lifting, jumping, running, catching, rolling or any other kind of extension, flexion, abduction, adduction, rotation or circumduction leads to not only movement of the body but also movement of the soul. At least for me.

Life has never felt as complete to me without it. The body craves it and the soul longs for it. Think about it - one takes a walk for a multitude of reasons, right? To get some exercise, to get somewhere they need or want to be or even to simply clear the mind. The mind-body connection is undeniable in many ways. When we start moving, we feel better. Simple as that. Yes, there are hormones that help (endorphines) but it's also just the act of getting off your ass and knowing you have done well that helps to give us a clearer vision.

And that, my friends, is what personal training is all about to me. It's simply my way of helping others to not only reach their health goals but also just to simply show them how to start moving again. Our world continues to become more and more futuristic in the way that we are moving less than ever. People don't walk like they used to. As of late, I find myself walking whenever it is possible and safe to do so. There is a certain radius around my apartment where I will or will not go. (One direction is only ventured into during the day though - Camden is not a fun town to visit after dark.) I have slowly but surely been figuring this exact radius out. Basically, it involves two to five towns in the immediate area. My own and the four around me. (Philly makes six if you count after I get off the train...) That doesn't mean I'll be crossing all of those towns, it just means I sometimes set foot into them. Once I manage to get myself a new road bike, I'll be adding several more towns to the list. I look forward to that.

So... I believe in movement. I believe in making my life as full as can be with muscles and joints moving about. Doesn't mean I do not believe in rest also - I do. But - we've got to earn the rest for it to feel fulfilling. The way it's supposed to. Just like enjoying a meal out on the weekend. It never tastes quite as good as when you've eaten well all week - when you have earned the french fries or the white burger bun. Honest to goodness - only allow yourself potatoes once a week and you will discover exactly how good potatoes can taste.