I think I've reached a turning point. Last night I was dead tired but made sure to pack my gym bag before I went to bed. That ended up being a good decision b/c I was running late this morning. At 11:00 I ate my pre-workout carbs/protein, at 11:30 I started hydrating. At 1:00 I headed up the stairs to the gym. . .only to realize that I left my running shoes at home (by the door, of all places). What's a girl to do? Did I turn around and go out to lunch instead? No, I went on up, changed my clothes and worked out with good old calistenics and resistance bands.
That decision lets me know that I've turned a corner. I've committed myself to this new lifestyle. I've been overweight all of my life (at least the parts I remember). In 2003 I lost 60 pounds but as soon as my life changed my committment to exercise waned. My error was that exercise was a thing to be done, it wasn't really part of my life. My goal then was weight loss and how I looked on the outside. My goal now is to be the best me I can be. That is something that will never stop; meaning, even when I reach my goal I need to set a new bar. What else am I capable of doing? Can I inspire others to re-set the bar?
Exercise is no longer "something to do" for me, it is an avenue for me to BE. God made these muscles for movement. He created endorphins so that when things got hard we'd be infused to push through. He created lactic acid to feed the muscles. When I'm out there walking/jogging, I look around and am in awe of how beautiful my surroundings are. I found a new park on Wednesday and thought about how nice it would be to walk in that area. I pray that God sustains me and helps me turn the corner for good. I don't think it's a coincidence that our walk in this life is equated to a race. . .
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