Change is NEVER Painless
Change is good for us. It helps us grow as people. Change opens doors for new experience. For all the positives change can grant, it is not a painless experience.
I am a creature of habit. Knowing what to expect, routine, and an element of control bring me great comfort. (Oreos, decadent meals and sleeping bring me comfort too...see the harm here.) I know my habits have to change. My comfort foods need to change. I need to find solace at the gym instead of curled up on my bed or couch. So now what? I know I need to make changes, how am I supposed to do it? My faith tells me to trust God. This reminds me I cannot control everything. My faith also tells me I have an obligation to be a good stewards of my gifts. I have not been a good steward of my physical condition. The need for change is physical, mental, emotional, but also highly spiritual. Anything impacting that many components of my being is worth some discomfort on my part.
Yesterday was a start. The weather was not optimal for our planned day at the river. My husband was not feeling great, so he rested. My son was listless and board. I was watching Netflix. I packed my gym bag and recruited my son and off to the gym we went.
I spent about 40 minutes in the main gym. I did upper body and some ab work, then I hit the pool for an hour. With the ongoing knee issue, the pool is my lower body exercise. No choice on that at present. (OK, the treadmill is an option...but it bores me terribly.) After all was said and done, I felt great after going. I was exhausted, but I felt good.
We had steak, potatoes and spinach for dinner. Maybe not the most ideal dinner for weight loss but certainly better than something processed. More importantly, I did not spend the evening snacking. I also slept better than I have slept in months last night.
However, today I ache. My back and shoulders reminding me how I have neglected my body. My legs hurt from the workout in the pool. Perhaps I over did it. Ok, I definitely over did it. Despite the aches, I have a sense of accomplishment with every twinge and ache. I made a start with the gym yesterday.
Change is painful...to a degree. Nothing worth having comes easy, so this is obviously worth the effort. I'm going tiny in multiple capacities and my weight is target number one.
Tomorrow is a day at the river so the gym will not be on the schedule; however, we will be there Tuesday. I'll take the aches. Feel free to remind me of that if my determination wanes.
I am a creature of habit. Knowing what to expect, routine, and an element of control bring me great comfort. (Oreos, decadent meals and sleeping bring me comfort too...see the harm here.) I know my habits have to change. My comfort foods need to change. I need to find solace at the gym instead of curled up on my bed or couch. So now what? I know I need to make changes, how am I supposed to do it? My faith tells me to trust God. This reminds me I cannot control everything. My faith also tells me I have an obligation to be a good stewards of my gifts. I have not been a good steward of my physical condition. The need for change is physical, mental, emotional, but also highly spiritual. Anything impacting that many components of my being is worth some discomfort on my part.
Yesterday was a start. The weather was not optimal for our planned day at the river. My husband was not feeling great, so he rested. My son was listless and board. I was watching Netflix. I packed my gym bag and recruited my son and off to the gym we went.
I spent about 40 minutes in the main gym. I did upper body and some ab work, then I hit the pool for an hour. With the ongoing knee issue, the pool is my lower body exercise. No choice on that at present. (OK, the treadmill is an option...but it bores me terribly.) After all was said and done, I felt great after going. I was exhausted, but I felt good.
We had steak, potatoes and spinach for dinner. Maybe not the most ideal dinner for weight loss but certainly better than something processed. More importantly, I did not spend the evening snacking. I also slept better than I have slept in months last night.
However, today I ache. My back and shoulders reminding me how I have neglected my body. My legs hurt from the workout in the pool. Perhaps I over did it. Ok, I definitely over did it. Despite the aches, I have a sense of accomplishment with every twinge and ache. I made a start with the gym yesterday.
Change is painful...to a degree. Nothing worth having comes easy, so this is obviously worth the effort. I'm going tiny in multiple capacities and my weight is target number one.
Tomorrow is a day at the river so the gym will not be on the schedule; however, we will be there Tuesday. I'll take the aches. Feel free to remind me of that if my determination wanes.
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