At age 65 and almost 250 pounds, I was desperate to do something to regain my health.
My first attempts at exercise were sporadic and it took me awhile to learn what healthy eating was all about. I didn’t have the perfect plan but it was gratifying to be headed in the right direction.
The goal of being fully alive physically is daunting and sometimes seems impossible. There are times when in spite of all your resolve, weeks and months pass without progress.
It’s as though you stand gazing at a mountain peak, longing to be at the summit. But without some intermediate goals, your friends may find you standing in the same place years later still dreaming of being at the top.
This is an adaptation of a previous post. Almost three years ago we started climbing “Jones Mountain” just after the sun arrived to warm the chilly Colorado air. It was not a technical dangerous climb, but it was one that many adults would find difficult to complete.
The air was thin and legs were wobbly, but several factors allowed six children, ages 5 to 13, and three adult fossils to reach the 13,000 ft summit. Those same factors can help you reach any goal you set.
I debated whether to share this story, but I have no choice. I have run into so many people who are struggling and wonder if there is any hope.
This is exhibit “A” that there is hope!
In this post is the unbelievable entry I wrote in my journal over ten years ago and the story of how God’s amazing grace brought me out of the valley of the shadow of death.
Reading this entry drove me to my knees thanking God for the full life I am living today.
Almost weekly, I receive messages from men and women who dream of doing what I have done for over 45 years. They want to make a living doing what they love to do, speaking, writing or providing a service that changes lives. They are talented people stuck in jobs they don’t enjoy.
There is one major question each of these people ask. How do I get started? Because the BIG answer to those questions couldn’t fit in an e-mail or blog post we developed the Launch Conference.
But I can at least give you the first steps toward seeing your dream become a reality.
The day I celebrated my 69th birthday, I began making this statement in my road shows, “Next year I will be 70.” My wife Diane challenged me, “Why would you say that? 70 is still 365 days away. Why in the world would you use that number now?” Here is why I did it.