The Power of Two

A few weeks ago, I was lying in bed about to go to sleep, and a text message popped up on my phone. It was from an old college friend who is still one of my besties today, with the message, “This is gold,” and this picture:

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I giggled. Aww, the ole’ college days. Elizabeth and I had the same ridiculous sense of humor, and we often found ourselves spinning off into some scenario we thought was hilarious (regardless of whether anyone else agreed), and then - clearly - documenting it with photos. That night, Elizabeth was looking for a different set of pictures, but she kept coming up with more and more photo evidence of how we spent our college years. May I share them with you? Make fun of me all you want, but we were having a blast...

Along with the hardcore Nerf player vibe we are giving off, take note of the other things that make this photo stunning, including Elizabeth's Winnie-the-Poo socks and my team shirt from the only softball team I've ever played on, "The Many-Handed Octopi."

Along with the hardcore Nerf player vibe we are giving off, take note of the other things that make this photo stunning, including Elizabeth's Winnie-the-Poo socks and my t-shirt from the only softball team I've ever played on, "The Many-Handed Octopi."

This serious group rented a house together our last semester of college. It was all diligence and study around there, all the time.

This serious group rented a house together our last semester of college. It was all diligence and study around there, all the time.

We obviously played a critical role in decorating the float.
This is one of my all-time favorite t-shirts, btw. Of a mountain lion, and it says, "Montana," a state I have never visited. Classic.

We obviously played a critical role in decorating this float (here I am wearing another one of my all-time favorite t-shirts, btw. Of a mountain lion, and it says, "Montana"...a state I have never visited. Classic).

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Two orangutuans peeking out behind a bush. Because, of course.

Two gorillas peeking out from behind a bush. Because when your gorilla impersonations are that good, you just have to show off.

This game was called, "Grab whatever happens to be in the backseat and wear it into Wal-Mart."

This game was called, "Grab whatever happens to be in the backseat and wear it into Wal-Mart."

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She was wearing a Superman shirt, so...obviously...

She was wearing a Superman shirt, so......obviously...


That night in bed, I found myself laughing out loud for the next 30 minutes at past antics, the two of us sharing texts with each other like, “We really are the funniest people that ever did anything funny,” and “We are HYSTERICAL,” and “#comedygeniuses”.  

As clever and well-staged as these photos are, what in the world do they have to do with fitness? Well…

Here we are, in February. Statistics show that 80% of new year’s resolutions fall short by the second week of this month. Isn’t that crazy? Wouldn’t you want to believe that the majority of us could at least make it halfway, or heck, even a fourth of the way into the year before throwing in the towel on the goals we made only a month before? As dismal as that percentage may be, there is a silver lining: the other 20%. And that’s where we all want to be, right? So what is it - what is the thing that separates that 20% of go-getters from the rest? While I believe there are a few important factors (that I will post about on my Facebook page throughout this month - stay tuned!), there is one I feel is the biggest...

Back to the comedic genius of those photos...as silly as Elizabeth and I each were individually, I doubt those moments would have been created solo (acting like a gorilla in public just doesn’t have the same feel to it when you are doing so alone...so I’m told). In the same way, moving mountains (a.k.a. embarking on any big project or life goal) alone can feel scary and overwhelming...but add another, and suddenly, you have a different sort of power - you are a FORCE to be reckoned with!

Ally. Co-conspirator. Partner. Buddy. Compadre. Duo. Team.

Roll through those words again...there is an excitement there, right? An electricity. Inside those words contain potential energy, just waiting to jump to action. These words imply:

“We are in this together. We have each other’s backs, no matter what!”

Sometimes, for some goals, a person’s “co-conspirator” may be an actual life partner, family member, or friend...but that’s not always the case (and sometimes it works better when it is not!). Really, your compadre just needs to be a person who ‘gets’ what it is you are trying to do and can stand alongside you: in encouragement and support, offering help when needed. To that end, the person you find for yourself could be a running partner, a co-worker, an acquaintance who shares the same goals as you, a coach, trainer, therapist, or mentor.

So what is that mountain that you are hoping to move this year? And what sort of help do you need to make it happen? Let’s be honest, none of us are islands - we are created to need each other. So reaching out for support doesn’t make us weak, it makes us human. Once you’ve figured out what you need, take one small action today to put that in place. Start a friendly challenge with friends to stay on course with your health goals (I have some friends doing this now who have been an incredible support to each other). Ask your mom to check in with you to see if you are flossing (umm….yeah...that’s me). Convince your HR Manager at work to provide fun incentives for a healthier work environment (and tell her to call Folk Fitness! I would loooove to partner on a project that brings fun wellness opportunities to offices!). And if you feel stuck about how to even begin, start by asking someone just to brainstorm with you about how to get un-stuck. Once you are OK asking for help, support can be found and the possibilities are limitless.

Here’s to persevering, together, to move those mountains in 2018!