When you think about the world what do you focus on? Is it primarily a friendly world filled with people that help each other? Is it a world consumed by hatred where everyone looks after themselves and step over their own mother to get money and power? Do you think it’s a balanced mix of the two?
The answer to this is greatly influenced by what daily information you consume, what you focus on. What’s the first thing you do each morning? How about the last thing at night?
Most people check their phones and read articles, their social media feed, the news. When at work they might read the paper, over lunch they check news feeds. They get home and watch news programs for an hour or so. Before bed, people check the phone again before going to sleep.
There are multiple issues with this process.Continue reading
I can’t overstate the importance of focus for any endeavour. What we focus on is to the exclusion of everything else.
Our senses deliver 11 million bits of information per second to the brain for processing however, the conscious mind can only process under 50 bits per second.
This means to understand our environment out brain takes shortcuts. It deletes, generalises and distorts information so we are not overwhelmed. These shortcuts are based on our personal histories. Even though we experience the same events, we interpret them very differently.Continue reading
Constant pain is my normal. For the first 30 years of life, I treated my body like crap. Poisoning it with sugar and caffeine. Sitting at a computer all day and not exercising even in the simplest ways. I allowed myself to reach 175kg, bringing with it knee, ankle and lower back issues.
I remember I was around 15, slouching very low in my chair watching TV. My back was sore but I couldn’t be bothered moving. Two thoughts circled my mind: I’m young, I’ll be fine; I’ll worry about it when I’m older. Well, I’m older now and forced to worry about it.
Even though I’ve shed the weight, I made lasting damage. I’ve endured knee surgery to ensure I could run more than two steps before buckling. For two years I travelled to every pain specialist, physio and rehab guru I could find. Nothing worked.
My doctor at the time referred me the “best back specialists in the business” with the added chestnut “if they can’t help no one can”. My naivety took that to mean my issues would be solved.Continue reading
Changing my obesity mindset into one that nourishes a fit and healthy lifestyle didn’t happen overnight. I failed to shed weight more times than I can remember. I tried everything I could find. This is my journey.
I never saw myself as overweight. At 190cms (6 foot 3) and broad-shouldered, I held my bulk well. As a child, I was always large though with minimal chubbiness. So I was used to being a big kid, turned into a big adult.
Over the years I steadily built onto my fat supply but I never really thought of myself as obese. Yes, I knew I was overweight but to my eye, my natural size spread the weight evenly so I didn’t look super fat. That was the biggest lie I told myself. I compared my frame to shorter people that looked extremely fat. I didn’t look like them so I was still OK, right? I actually weighed far more than them, but my clothing and natural frame obscured the reality behind my delusions.
At the time, mechanical bathroom scales only went up to 120kg so I had no idea how heavy I actually was. Bending over to tie my shoes was like running a sprint, even walking briskly to the car caused shortness of breath. I played indoor cricket and indoor beach volleyball but took the lazy approach. Both could be played staying relatively stationary if you planned effectively. I perfected my bowling action by taking under four steps, and when batting I aimed to hit as hard as I could so I had ample time to jog to safety. For volleyball, my brutal serve allowed tallying points without moving from the spot. So my weekly exercise activities amounted to standing still half the time. Not overly effective, but I deluded myself that I was still active.Continue reading