• Sean Luck

The Challenge of Homeostasis

How you do anything is how you do everything!

But that isn’t true, is it?

I’ve seen it enough to know that men and women who put in the work and discipline their workouts demand do not continue with that work and discipline in the other areas their goals and purpose demand of them.

Why is that?

Why do we allow ourselves to act like and be different versions, more comfortable versions of ourselves, based upon the whims of our environment, those around us, and the habits we recognize as self-destructive?

In a word, Homeostasis.

Homeostasis is the ability to maintain a relatively stable internal state that persists despite changes in the world outside.

Biologists and other scientists can go into much more detail, but I like looking at homeostasis as it applies to our emotions, intellect, dare I say, spirit, as well as physiological processes.

Everything we do either reinforces our current homeostasis or seeks to reset it toward something more conducive to our goals.

I’ve recognized my own inconceivable acts of self-destruction in the past. Sometimes within the very moment I was committing them.

I saw enough of it from others when I worked overnights at the gym.

Many of the men and women working out past 11 pm were doing so as a means of avoiding the old addictions and pitfalls of their previous lives.

I would see some gung-ho enthusiasm and determination for a few days, maybe a couple of weeks, even months before I would no longer see those almost-regular members walking through the door.

The gym, the trail, the garage, the rock face, the yoga mat, however and wherever we choose to direct our fitness, that is not an escape!

It is meant to be the anvil and the forge, the training ground, to shape, reshape, and hone our bodies and our minds—yes, our minds—into something not just new, but reborn.

Reborn, as in vulnerable and weak and in need of stewardship.

But not our stewardship.

Oh no, men and women are easily distracted by alcohol, sporting events, the latest season of that one show, social media, that recipe for the best donuts ever found through social media, porn, partying, shopping, swiping right, swiping left, etc.

I’m guilty of most of those as are most men and women which is why our stewardship isn’t ideal.

It takes a Beast to care for that something reborn within us. That collection of micro habits, goals, dreams, and purpose yearning to be fully realized homeostasis.

Beasts don’t care about swiping left or right, they don’t care about booty bands and likes on social media. Despite the logos and mascots, they don’t care about sporting events either.

They care about the young and vulnerable in their charge and of becoming strong enough and capable enough to see them grow.

We need to find our Beasts, help them grow stronger by being mindful of how we eat, sleep, and train.

Then channel its strength and power to keep us focused on our goals throughout the rest of our day.

For me, it requires a lot of questioning and self-reflection.

Beyond my fitness goals, I need to be mindful of how I live the rest of my life within the day. How I work and communicate matters. How I treat those above me and those equal to me? Am I consistent in how I treat people regardless of whether they have earned my trust and respect?

How carefully or recklessly do I spend money? How vulnerable do I allow myself to be among those I love?

Answering these questions and more isn’t easy. Recognizing where my habits work against me isn’t easy. The hardest part is changing not changing my mindset but cementing the necessary new habits once the self-reflection has painted a complete picture.

Unfortunately, it’s not supposed to be easy. However, wielding my strength and power consistently throughout the day will yield a stronger and more powerful life.

Because how you do anything is how you do everything!

How I do anything is how I do everything!

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