Avoiding Superheroes!

                                                                 

The dude in the photo above is called Ultraman. I watched movies that included him as the central character when I was a kid. Back then my brother and I thought that he was uber-cool as he fought against all kinds of evil entities with a hint of martial arts mixed in with ray blasts that he emitted from his arm when he stood in the pose above. I’ll be 57 years old soon, and now all I see is an actor dressed in a corny outfit that dates back to old Japanese films similar to the Godzilla movies. Yeah, the times they have a-changed.

I had gotten a little slack in my exercise routine over the past year or so, and it was becoming evident through the condition of my body in the way that I was able to handle the various injury aftereffects. It hadn't hurt my A1C level yet, which is something related to one of the accident injuries, but it would have soon enough. I’m back on the straight and narrow now and I’m starting to feel stronger, more flexible, and more fit. Uh-huh.

The problem then? I know that I stand prone to believing that I’m a little like my childhood image of Ultraman. You know, tough and all. But the truth remains that I’m more like the adult reality that involves an ordinary guy who needs to follow a script and keep things in order. I’ll be fine in the months ahead as long as I remain level headed and avoid believing in my own hype. I need to keep my body in the condition necessary to avoid any physical regression, and that will involve knowing that I must remain faithful to the mission of consistent and hard work. That in turn will leave no room for proud satisfaction. Now if only I could get a ray to shoot from my arms. Yeah, that would be cool.