The guitar has always had a certain appeal to me. Not just to hear them, but to hold and touch them. The guitar has always had an aura of mystery to me.
Like many, I have purchased a guitar or two in my life with the best of intentions, only to lay them down within a few weeks to gather dust in favor of greater priorities. Though many times my imagination has seen me become proficient with a guitar, my reality has seen me dislike the idea of practice, thus getting nowhere.
I’ll suggest most people who take guitar lessons aim simply to be proficient. I have no idea how many people who take guitar lessons ever become proficient. I recently asked a friend who is a guitar teacher about this and when he was done rolling his eyes, he said, “very few”. He went on to remind me that people can take lessons ongoing, but if they don’t practice, the wont progress.
This is something I can relate to as a teacher of exercise and fitness. People have been recruiting my services for years, as a midwife between themselves and improved fitness. Like the guitar, being fit has a certain allure as well as an aura of mystery — something we would all like to have a proficiency with. It’s easy to imagine being more fit, as it is easy to imagine playing Proud Mary by the campfire.
Though imagination is a beautiful thing, it alone doesn’t get the ship across the sea. Fitness takes more than lessons. Like playing the guitar with proficiency, fitness takes practice — and time.
Purchasing a gym membership, a diet plan, or even the services of a fitness trainer won’t guarantee results. Consistency in practice, and patience are the primary means of conveyance.
And that’s where this little sermon ends — with the thought that becoming proficient with your body is no different than becoming proficient an instrument, though I’ll suggest one is slightly more important… Jhciacb
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