Mental Fitness, True Wealth And Your Body
The first marathon I ever did was in 2001. I was so proud. I wanted everyone to see that I did a marathon. After the race I would re-pin the bib that read 312953 LaSalle Bank Marathon on each shirt or jacket I wore that day. I wanted to stand on the tables and shout "I did a marathon". "Look at me". "I did it". Looking back almost twelve years ago I digress. I really only did that race for me. Why at the time was I so impressed with myself? Why did I want everyone else to see me in that light? The answer is simple. Someone told me I could never accomplish a goal like that. Someone telling me that is not the problem. The problem was, I believed them. I have an uncle who possess great wealth. Yet, it does not posses him. He is quite a philanthropic man of great proportion. He donates anonymously. The company he began years ago in his own name is publically traded. If you met him; you would never know of his social status. Its a beautiful trait. He was the person who impressed exercise upon me. I remember having a conversation with him. "Uncle Rick" I said. "I really feel that exercise changes my personality, It makes me happier and more confident." He said "Nikki you're not that special; exercise does that for all human beings. Its a science." He always opened my eyes to life and human nature. That people are people. He never threw anyone under the bus. He would just say. "I wouldn't want to be in a fox hole with them." The anonymity of his philanthropic ways have taught me a great lesson. You don't need to shout from the rooftops about the donation you made. Or tell everyone about your latest accomplishment. You will naturally look prettier. For you'll be proud. You will be worthy. And feel lovely. Life has a beautiful way of working itself out. What comes down goes around. Place more time on the care about you; for you. In Uncle Ricks words "A no thank you to you; is a yes to me." The bib that reads 312953 Lasalle Bank Marathon sits quietly in my closet. Its adorned with safety pin holes. It reminds me of the repining frenzy I was in that day. Its an experience I draw upon. An accomplishment and lesson combined. I value the knowledge it gave me. Mind body and soul.
AUTHOR: Nikki Fayne-Jacobs