I’m working out at a new place now. Actually, I need to reframe that sentence.
It should say, “I’m working out now. At a new place.”
I haven’t been consistently working out in over a year.
So, the key point is this: I’m working out.
And part of the new place deal is a session or two with a “personal trainer”. Of course, I’m hoping and praying for Jillian from The Biggest Loser.
But I got Kim. And that’s a good thing.
Kim was awesome. She kicked my butt in conversation, which is really all we did yesterday. She said, “You’re basically fit. You’re just not working hard enough. Quit running; your body knows how to run. Get on the elliptical. And sweat. If I walk by, I don’t want you smiling and saying, “Hi, Kim! How ya doin.? You need to be gasping for breath.”
Basically, she told me I was a slacker.
So I worked hard yesterday.
And last night, I slept better than I have in weeks. I think I’m getting into that hot-flash stage of life. Waking up at least four times every night, just sweating and kicking the covers off….I think that qualifies. But last night? A full night’s sleep, uninterrupted.
Which means that today, when the alarm went off, I happily got out of bed.
Sometimes you just gotta do what you’re doing with a little bit more effort to get better results. I think I can apply that to most of my life.
It’s going to be a good day.
“All good athletes train hard. They do it for a gold medal that tarnishes and fades. You’re after one that’s gold eternally. I don’t know about you, but I’m running hard for the finish line. I’m giving it everything I’ve got. No sloppy living for me! I’m staying alert and in top condition. I’m not going to get caught napping, telling everyone else all about it and then missing out myself.” 1 Corinthians 9.25-27, The Message