The only way to begin
I tried a different cardio machine at the gym the other day. I was puzzled. It was some evil stair stepper sort of machine and because I was looking to shake up my routine, I climbed on to it. The control console resembled the flight deck of a 747, only there were no lights lit up.
I stood there trying to not feel too conspicuous. I gingerly tapped buttons. The “quick start” button yielded nothing. Squeezed the handlebars. Pushed buttons more firmly, growing a little anxious – would this thing launch me into an “Insanity” style workout? I pushed down on the step with my foot. Nothing.
I remember my friend telling me that one of his favorite machines wasn’t working and I thought – aha! That’s the issue. It’s just not working. Phew. I tried – does that count for burning calories?
One of the floor trainers was walking by and I waved him over. “Is this working okay?”
He replied, “You gotta start stepping on it to begin.” I pushed down with my feet, heavier this time. And shore ‘nuff, it came whirring to life. And no, it didn’t launch me. But it did remind me of a valuable lesson.
I was waiting for the machine to start…and the machine was waiting for me.
Begin...by getting in motion.