Life is The Big Game

I’ve been working out at the gym in the morning for years. If I don’t go in the morning, I don’t go. This morning, I updated my two-day workout plan with Erik Bruce, my trainer for the last three years. I see Erik about once a quarter to update my workout plan. Since my hemorrhage, we’ve focused on strength training, specifically on core strength, but all over.

Well, he surprised me, as he often does. On my day 1 workout, he told me I need to work on my side-stepping. Now, if there is a way to cheat, I will. Not intentionally, but I’ll slide my leg around in an arc instead of picking it up and placing it over. Side-stepping is particularly challenging for my vestibular system. I told him he was a brilliant sadist. (I’ve called him that before.) He grinned.

Erik is the one who told me that I needed to prepare for my workouts like they were the big game. If an ankle hurt, I should wrap it. If a knee was weak, I should brace it.That’s what athletes do before the Big Game, so they play at their best.

This week, I decided that since he runs around the gym, I would use my cane so I had a shot of keeping up with him. It was a good idea. He ran me around the gym and using the cane, I almost kept up :-)

I like working with Erik because he does challenge me. I am gaining strength–we proved that this morning with my ability in some exercises I was unable to do three years ago. And, I have a long way to go with some balance work that I nailed just before the hemorrhage. I am starting from much less capability than before the hemorrhage. Oh well.

I don’t have one Big Game a week; every day is a Big Game. Because of my deficits, I use a cane. And, if an ankle hurts, I wrap it before I leave the house.

For me, Life is the Big Game. What about for you?

3 thoughts on “Life is The Big Game”

  1. Virginia Satir said The Big Game is “who gets to tell who what to do.”

    Sounds like Erik gets to tell you, but you cheat. So, who is actually winning your Big Game. And who is it you’re cheating?

  2. I wish we had more people playing the game of understanding ourselves and each other, and perhaps setting up games of kindness and compassion rather than the apparently alluring game of command and (illusion-of) control.

    In this context, I notice that my Big Game may seem rather paradoxical: While I’m very passionate about freedom of expression and action, I’m also purposefully working to influence others to change their habits so they find more meaning and satisfaction in their lives, as they improve their interpersonal experiences.

    So, in some ways, one might say I’m attempting to tell some folks what to do. Yet I derive my satisfaction not from the fact that some of them actually attempt to use some of my suggestions – I am most satisfied when I see their lives improve – their better life improves mine. Less stress, more zest for life, more routine and random kindness dispersed freely, more professional and personal satisfaction.

    I have no interest in controlling others as in “forcing” folks to think or act in ways they would rather not. And yet, how can I help my fellow humans if I don’t inspire them to think and act differently? Is what I’m doing a subtle form of control? No matter – I’ll keep playing my Big Game each day, perfecting my craft of shaping a more rewarding life for the folks I live and work with – I love them all, as we are one in spirit.

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