Waking in a sombre mood this morning, it was difficult to pull myself out of bed and make my usual visit to the gym. I had a turbulent weekend to say the least and was feeling sad, demotivated and confused - just perfect for a busy Monday and even better for Valentine's Day - UGH!
Despite my pessimism, I managed to surface and made my way to the trusty Virgin Active. On arrival, I still felt morbid and forlorn but as I walked into my class, my spirits lifted as I saw Ron. Over four weeks ago, I met this incredible man, but had not seen him since that first meeting.
That day, he told me that his reason for visiting the gym was to improve his fitness for a trek through the Himalayas that he was doing in the next few months. I stared at him in awe as this 70-something man glowed with pride at his future endeavours. He explained to me that the reason for the trek was to honour himself and his belated wife who had died just months earlier. That was the day I learnt about true inspiration.
Today was no different. Just as he had done weeks ago, Ron managed to change my mood in an instant. My soul felt as though it was going to burst with pride - my heart danced and my eyes glistened with tears of happiness as he told me about the preparations for his brave adventure. Not once did he ever stop smiling and his infectious energy seemed to fill up the whole room.
I lifted a brow of thanks for bringing this light of a human being into my life for the second time. I felt lighter, more invigorated and thankful to be alive. Those little things - it makes every day worth while.
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