Real Strength
“Strength
does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable
will.”
Mahatma
Gandhi
I belong to Lakeshore
gym, which is also a training facility for paralympic athletes. This
summer has included wheelchair basketball training, rugby team
training and practice, and inclusion camp for kids. When I go to walk
in the field house, the three center courts are a hive of
activity—clanging, banging, chairs whirling and clashing, beaten
almost unrecognizable. Sometimes kids are screaming or bawling, being
comforted by staff. Everything is in motion. Around the edges, on the
track, old folks like me are walking, hobbling, sometimes on walkers
or canes, with a few, myself thankfully included, ambulating on their
own steam. Now and then, joggers with younger hips and knees weave
through the slow-pokes. I love going there when I'm feeling sorry for
myself for some infirmity or other, sore ankle, stiff back. It
humbles and shames me to see what's possible even when half your body
doesn't work properly. My self-pity evaporates in a nanosecond. And,
of course, having grown up with a sister who was disabled, and having
spent forty years working with other people with disabilities, these
are my peeps, so I'm right at home.
What I've learned from
watching these young folks in chairs is that real strength comes from
determination and grit. Typically, when we think of athletes, we
imagine their beautifully conditioned bodies, the six hours a day
they spend in the gym and on the fields of practice. They are strong,
yes. But so are people who overcome great odds to do what they want
to do. The young athletes at Lakeshore are not out to prove anything.
They, like other athletes, just love the game and want to play in
spite of their limitations. We all have limitations, don't we? Mine
happen not to be physical, though I'm not as strong as I once was.
Perhaps you have a few, too.
Strength of heart and
spirit are just as important to a healthy, happy life as physical
strength. I think of Stephen Hawking, who lived for decades confined
to a chair and unable even to speak. He prevailed because of that
indomitable will of which Gandhi spoke. A neighbor stopped me on the
street a couple of weeks ago to tell me that she was depressed and
nothing seemed to help. Her melancholy persisted in spite of
treatment, leaving her sometimes feeling suicidal. Outwardly, this
person has everything the “good life” has to offer, including
wealth and good looks. Sometimes we give up too soon because we do
not expect life to be so challenging. We think that our station in
life will protect us from such pain. Then the losses stack up, and
instead of persisting, we throw in the towel. Seeing the paralympic
athletes helps me to remember that practice is what builds strength
and excellence. Practice strength of body, mind AND spirit. Don't
give up, and don't leave out the mind and spirit part of the
equation—perseverance conquers weakness in any area.
In the Spirit,
Jane
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