In the dozen countries I traveled to, every day was an adventure. I walked to new places every day and experienced the world on my own two feet. Regardless whether I wanted to see a landmark, sit at a cafe, shop at a grocers, or just listen to the hum of daily life I had to go find it. I had no home to anchor myself to. And it was easy. I could eat food that I really enjoyed and still be healthy.
I rediscovered my ruts. I sit at an office job all day. I’ve stopped excercising. I’ve picked up my old and terrible eating habits. I just read a book loaned to me by a friend (Your Erroneous Zones by Dr. Wayne Dyer) and got a lot out of it; mostly, I realized that all of these problems cropping up are entirely my fault. It’s not ‘society’ or my ‘upbringing’ it’s my daily decisions. I started changing those decisions last night.
I started by having a healthy dinner. Indi picked up some Basa filets at the grocer’s. I’d never heard of it before, but evidently it’s an Asian catfish. Very light, and very good. I looked at my plate of fish and rice and smirked a small smile at how different this plate was to my historical dietary palatte. Afterwards, we took a walk down to a local coffee house and relaxed for about an hour, talking to regulars and enjoying the atmosphere of an urban gathering spot. On the walk home, I marveled at the effort it took to enjoy the same kind of lifestyle I enjoyed abroad in my hometown. It feels like walking after a long period of bedrest.
For the first time in my life, I’m going to have to conciously excercise. I don’t have to walk daily to accomplish anything anymore, so I have to make up for that. I am all to eager to sit at home and smother my metabolism in snack food and air conditioning. There is a track next to my office that I am going to start walking/jogging around every other day. I’m also going to snack throughout the day and not go out for lunch unless it’s a special occasion.
I’m tired of being tired. After my walk last night, I have more energy this morning and am fired up to make real and lasting change in my life. I’m approaching 30 and it’s just going to get harder. I am going to need the support of my friends and family so this doesn’t become another one of those, ‘Boy, that was a good idea’ kind of memories that doesn’t take hold. If I can sell my possessions and travel the world, I can get off my butt and take responsibility for my health.