\u201cIf we did all the things we are capable of, we would astound ourselves.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n – Thomas Edison … Remember when you were a kid flying down the street as fast as your dirt bike would propel you? How about on the swing set, pumping your legs madly, targeting angle and timing for maximum lift until you felt like you would fly over the overhead bar? What about that sheer thrill of legs going so fast they almost felt like they were coming loose as you chased your friends (or were chased) down a trail? As kids, we were an unrelenting ball of will, every moment looking to test boundaries, defy limits, overturn physics. We were in love with speed and heights and adventure, yes, but I think we were amazed by all of our own capabilities \u2013 the new (and even enhanced) capacities we were always discovering. Decades beyond those wild days of youth, we\u2019re still each in possession of an amazing human body. We each still hold untold genetic potential \u2013 potential that, as the Edison quote suggests, would astound us. The question is, what do we do with this potential? Do we chase it down with the same fervor of our 10-year-old selves? Do we put it on the mental backburner in the name of adult responsibilities? Have we simply forgotten about it \u2013 or given up on it entirely?<\/p>\n We go to the gym perhaps. Maybe we bike to work or get our 10,000 steps in each day<\/b><\/a>. We get out for a hike<\/b><\/a> every couple of weeks during the milder seasons. Some of us perhaps struggle to meet any, let alone all, of these tasks. Either way, the question of potential \u2013 genuine, raw, lofty potential lingers. Do we ever wonder what we\u2019d be capable of if we tried?<\/strong> Maybe from time to time, we think of what we might \u201clook like\u201d if we went all out in the healthy living routine and really pushed our workouts. I have nothing against vanity<\/b><\/a>, but that\u2019s not what I\u2019m talking about. I\u2019m talking about physical achievement \u2013 seriously challenging ourselves.<\/strong> Maybe once upon a grade in high school or college, we were at the top of whatever game, but who wants to live feeling like their potential is old news, a memory in a yearbook? Living our physical capacity shouldn\u2019t be just a blip in our biographies.<\/p>\n It seems like we\u2019ve delegated physical pursuit in our culture<\/strong>. We\u2019re much more inclined to watch athletes instead of becoming them. We\u2019ll spend hours watching sporting events on a screen or in the stands but come up with every excuse in the book to not bother starting even a pickup game of our own<\/b><\/a>. We revel in analyzing the minutiae of total strangers\u2019 performances but never venture our own attempts. Content with experiencing that level of physical exertion and development vicariously through a satellite feed, we become more sedentary and detached from our own physical selves. We forgo and often forget what it means to move, to push our bodies, to come up against our own limits, let alone extend them through discipline and ambition.<\/strong><\/p>\n It seems like a waste \u2013 to never know what it means to fully thrive<\/b><\/a> in our bodies. What would it feel like to be strong, to be swift, to be graceful, to be in the \u201czone.\u201d<\/b><\/a> How would you feel differently about your life, yourself?<\/p>\n I love the idea of coming to the end of my abilities. There\u2019s something immensely thrilling and therapeutic to it. Of course, I\u2019m always back for more, to push the envelope further, but I love not knowing if I can do something and attempting it anyway. Will we be happy, settled, satisfied if we make our way through life without testing ourselves, without taking life for the ultimate ride? Time, of course, is no excuse. As we get older, we too often feel like our lives contract. There\u2019s a certain wisdom to that \u2013 realizing you don\u2019t need to learn 8 foreign languages or be a professional soccer player to be the person you can and want to be. Nonetheless, how much do we miss by letting our physical potential languish \u2013 to never push the outer edges of it, to never inhabit our bodies fully enough to see their potential realized?<\/p>\n
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