On Sunday, I went into Philadelphia with my family. This was a big deal for me because my husband was able to get me, a notorious homebody, out of the house on the weekend.
We checked out a holiday market and then headed over to the Art Museum. While there, we viewed a variety of paintings and sculptures, everything from local furniture and portraiture from the 1700s to jarring art dating from 2005. It felt good to make myself do something that I normally wouldn’t have thought of doing.
I mentioned in the story about my weight loss journey that I wanted to live smaller externally and larger internally. I think it’s fair to say that I’m at a stage where I’m a lot more concerned about my internal life. I’m looking to expand the parameters of my life by revealing myself more, letting people in more, and being honest about my feelings in a constructive manner, rather than burying them.
Running up the Art Museum steps, like Rocky famously did in the first movie of the franchise, exemplified for me everything that I need to do to become comfortable with this stage of evolution in my life. If you stand in front of the museum, it’s somewhat daunting to see how many steps you have to climb to get through the doors. But if you want to have the pleasure of the experiences inside, you have no choice but to start going up the stairs, and not stop until you reach the top.
So I decided to run up the stairs, in true Rocky form. I embarked on the run with excitement and optimism to check out the museum.
Then it got awkward, as I noticed all the people around. Did they think I was lame for trying to reenact this famous scene from Rocky? Would they laugh if I fell or ran out of steam? And then, about halfway up, I started to get a little winded. But despite my feelings, internally and externally, I pressed on, sometimes running, sometimes walking, one step at a time. And I arrived at the doors, a little more winded, but satisfied with my accomplishment.
I may have gotten myself to start Weight Watchers and lose more than 40 lbs., but in other areas of my life, I find it hard to get started and stay inspired, without concern for what others will think. My internal dialogue often psychs me out. But if I want to get to a higher level of living, I have to take that first step and keep on moving. The same goes for you and your weight loss efforts, or in conquering the demons that keep you eating for emotions-based reasons. We have to keep going, even when those thoughts of defeat come, even if we do fall once, or several times. But just like the awesome view of the city skyline from the top of the museum steps, the view from the height of your progress–either in losing weight or in emotional gains–will be breathtaking, and well worth the effort.