I admit - I worry about money. We're not poor but we also haven't been saving wisely. My husband especially likes to buy expensive toys and this has always caused me worry. His philosophy that "we can't take the money with us when we die" is probably the right philosophy. But, mine is, "I don't want to be homeless when I'm an old lady." It's true that we can't take money with us when we die, but we should be smart about saving our money so that we don't go hungry and have a roof over our heads, not to mention that when we're old we may need more care, such as a nursing home. I do not have any children so therefore I will not have anyone to take care of me when I am old and alone. My husband is quite a bit older than me, by 32 years to be exact. So, when he dies, I will be alone, perhaps for quite a while.
Yesterday I bought an expensive toy of my own. My husband has bought quite a few over the years, and I felt I not only wanted this new toy, but needed it. It is a treadmill. I wouldn't be buying it if I didn't think I needed it, and right now one of my main goals is to get in good shape again. The treadmill should arrive Friday evening.
The synchronicity in this is that today I received an email from my boss saying that I'll be getting a bonus. The amount of the bonus is the same amount I spent on the treadmill.
So, now I don't feel like I have such a financial loss. It'll all come out evenly.
Thank you, Universe, for taking care of me.
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I believe that every human has a finite number of heart-beats. I don't intend to waste any of mine running around doing exercises.
- Neil Armstrong
Could it be?
For every opinion there is an opposing opinion and it could be equally right.
I just know that for me, I have a better sense of well-being when I exercise. Treadmills have played important roles in my past. When I was younger, in high school and early college, for instance, I would run on treadmills. After that initial pain in the muscles, I went into what is called "The Zone".
Fast forward to two years ago. I had just been diagnosed with depression. During my depression, I couldn't find any motivation to exercise, but the few days that I did get on a treadmill at the YMCA, I felt great. I could feel the chemicals rushing through my body and into my brain. Feeling euphoric, almost, all I could do was smile.
Now that I'm not depressed, I'm sure these feelings of euphoria can be even more intense, since they're not neutralizing any negative feelings. I'll get the full dose, in other words.
Yes, that's true. The euphoria. That's what I missed. I used to run a mile eveyday for two years.
I even tried doing meditation techniques while running. Like varying my running style and practising visualisation.
I love treadmills but I haven't spent much time using them.
Running meditation? It's a wonder you didn't run into anything. :)
No, all kidding aside, I remember when I was a senior in college. I was in a religions of the east course. A Buddhist monk came and talked to us about driving meditation. It's a method to keep from getting road rage. It's all about driving peacefully. Obviously part of the practice is being very aware of your surroundings while driving. Otherwise, it would be very dangerous.
I remember reading Zen Driving by Berger. I don't remember anything after. I must have hit something while reading it.
LOVE how the Universe works! Enjoy your new toy!
Anonymous, I remember the first time I heard of the concept of driving meditation. It struck me as odd, because I thought, "How can anyone meditate and drive at the same time?" I learned later that by driving meditation they simply meant practicing awareness, kindness and patience.
I used to be prone to road rage when I was younger. Heaven forbid that anyone drive on my tail, lest it lead me to slam on my brakes! Now I mostly try to ignore anyone who rides my tail.
Mark, I LOVE the Universe! I have faith that it will continue to take care of me as I grow older. It might not always give me what I want, but it will surely give me what I need.
I hope you're enjoying the treadmill. Since early January of this year, I've walked at least four miles a day...most on a treadmill...but outside as weather has permitted. I'm 44 years old, 5'9 and weighed 198 pounds in January...I now weigh in at 173. I've ran a little bit over the months...but at least 95% of my miles were just a brisk walk. It's been good for my physical health...but more importantly my mental health...the walking/running meditation thing definitely works! Also, I'm a male who buys expensive toys, so I'm inclined to agree with your husband, but I do see your point. At some point, his toy-buying will run it's course, I feel like most of mine has, but that new Ducati motorcyle is a work of art...
Hi Mike,
Since I'm still out-of-shape, I very easily get to the point where I feel pain in my legs during a steep and quick incline, so I still have to stop sometimes to catch my breath. But, I'm noticing that every day I get a little bit farther without having to stop. I'm building up endurance. After a while, I should be able to focus enough while walking to actually meditate! It will be hard, though, since the t.v. is in the same room. :)
Congratulations on losing the weight! I hope the same thing happens to me. You'll be one of my inspirations. I'd love to see 173!
Running or walking makes me feel good, too. Sometimes I just have to smile because it feels so perfect. Those endorphins really are something. :)
I won't mention the motorcycle to my husband. If I do, he'll think he has to have one. LOL
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