Story 37: The Complacency Stick and the Crimson Mirror - Part 1

“You will end up a drunk too.”

His declaration wasn’t an insult. It was the matrix using his voice to throw a match onto my gasoline. It was the final straw that broke the camel’s back, and I absolutely needed to hear it.

Absolute Physical Rock Bottom

The 29th of December 2013 was the day I realized I’d hit my absolute physical rock bottom.

I’d taken my son to the Outback Splash fun park for his 7th birthday, and I just couldn’t keep up with the cracking pace he was setting. Weighing in at a debilitating 143kg, everything felt heavy. Everything felt hard.

I felt overwhelmingly stuck in my own self-imposed prison. And as a Life Path 5 cosmic traveler, being trapped like that was downright miserable. Something had to give.

With the New Year approaching, it was the perfect opportunity to shake things up and begin anew. Especially since I was entering a Personal Year 11, with my intuitive antenna tuned to an all-time high.

I focused purely on using action to improve my vibration, and the Weight Watchers process lit up for me. I knew I was on the right path because it initially felt incredibly easy. I was eating more food, and the weight was effortlessly coming off.

But as soon as that specific process began to feel hard and restrictive, I let it go. It had served its purpose—releasing the first 30kg.

I intuitively felt it was time to move in an entirely different direction. So, just like in Story 4, I implemented my own inspired eating plan that actually felt good to my bio-suit:

For exercise, I started out by walking two laps around the picturesque Hyde Park. It was slow going, and thank god there were plenty of park benches to take a break. But with winter approaching, the clear idea of joining a gym dropped straight into my mind from the field.

The Spin Room Torture Chamber

I took advantage of a free week’s gym membership trial advertised at my local community centre, fully intending to just take a circuit training class.

But before the circuit class even began, we were led into the spin room to warm up on the stationary bikes. Oh my god. It felt like a literal fucking torture chamber. My core was so incredibly weak I couldn’t even sit upright on the hard seat. I absolutely hated it.

And then, out of nowhere, I suddenly recalled a random comment I’d once read years ago about the actress Katie Holmes. The article said she hated spin too when she started, but eventually, she grew to love it.

I pondered if I might grow to love spin too. At 130kg, the bike would certainly allow for a harder, high-voltage workout—something that walking simply couldn’t do because of the heavy strain on my knees.

I made the definitive decision to re-join the specific gym I used prior to getting fit to join the army. They had an amazing, dedicated spin room.

And sure enough, the matrix delivered. I fell completely in love with spin. It totally empowered me, becoming my regular ritual 3 to 4 times a week for the next two and a half years.

It was the first major catalyst that began changing my life. I transformed from the absolute unfittest person in that roaring room to one of the fittest.