Week 8

Once again I find myself pondering motivation. This week has been a struggle for a lot of reasons, none of which have to do with kettlebells. I found myself getting great news tinged with disappointment and complication and my work life is becoming a relentless grind as I pick up some slack for others while juggling my own demands. All the while the weariness of my body and spirit make lifting the kettlebell for that first swing in the morning feel like a more mammoth task than it should.

This week I was granted Permanent Residency for Australia something that has been in the works for over a year and something that I have been nervously worrying about over that entire time. My nerves were exacerbated by having some of my children, who live on the other side of the World, included. So the PR was granted along with the bombshell that I need the kids to visit Australia within the next 2 months to validate theirs. Failure to do this mean that their applications were in vain. I now need to focus my energy and resources to make this happen while not disturbing their studies.

On top of this my day job has become busier than I can remember with demands coming from every conceivable angle. At the same time I’ve taken on the burden of work from a colleague, a friend, who helped me in a dark time. They are dealing with their own struggle and I owe it to them to shoulder their load, to repay the debt, but some days it pushes me through the floor, like gravity squared.

And through this I keep swinging that kettlebell. Keep building the routine. Keep developing the discipline. And when I ask myself why I keep going I know the answer is “because I can”. To recycle a Marcus Aurelius quote – “ If it’s endurable, endure it” knowing that at the other end I’ll be stronger, not just for me but for everyone around me.

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