Laboring on Labor Day

When I pulled into the park this morning, nearly every parking spot was filled – even the overflow spots.

On a Labor Day morning, people were busy laboring on the things that mean the most – physical health, and mental well-being.

Laboring

Among the large crowd were the very young, as well as the older.  The physical fit were laboring among those with a specific goal to reach.  Bikers among walkers among runners – all moving.

When it comes to the goals that really matter, there is never a short cut.  We can’t just wish for good health without putting in the sweat equity, and we can’t send someone out there to do it for us.

Over the past four months I’ve lost over 20 lbs, and I’ve never felt better!  With a little more than half of my goal achieved, I’m motivated to reach it – even on the afternoons when I don’t feel like taking a lap around the lake, or the evenings when I don’t feel like going through a workout on my strategically placed treadmill – located in my living room.

I’m a big believer in the fact that achievement brings motivation, which helps to bring ultimate success.

It take a little motivation to get us started, but the journey can be tough – sometimes “gut check” tough.

But when we see the results, there are times when we cannot wait to build upon it.

I’m sure that this morning I saw plenty of people at the park who were motivated to either keep what they have achieved, or take a step closer to reaching their goal.

While it’s important to work hard during the 40, 50, or 60 hour work weeks that so many of us work, it’s even more important to have something worth achieving outside of the work week.

It felt great to be among so many people laboring this Labor Day.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Ironically, my mother “labored”on Labor Day and gave birth to my oldest brother 73 years ago, today…

    1. Jeff Wolfe says:

      Definitely a labor of love!

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