It’s no lie.
I don’t like the gym.
I don’t like to exercise.
I don’t look forward to the daily workout.
BUT
Today, on this 44th day of eating cleaner and implementing intentional, repetitive body movements with the desire to feel better…….
I almost enjoyed the gym.
I was close to thinking I wouldn’t die whilst on the recumbent bicycle.
I even almost did 17 stomach crunch things on this weird machine.
Almost.
I’ve been asking God to help me hate exercise less.
Not joking, though it looks funny to type it out.
I’ve also asked him to help me not like potato chips.
And to keep my hands out of the Keebler cookie bags that sometimes find themselves hiding under my car seat.
And what I know today is…
I can ride the cycle for 35 minutes without feeling as though I’m stroking out. I even once rode 11 seconds more than I intended to in my workout, before I noticed I could quit.
I haven’t had a potato chip in more than 44 days. I’m sure Lay’s can feel the drop in sales in my town.
And I can count on one hand how many times I’ve accidentally adopted a lonely bag of chunky chocolate chip cookies (and it’s closer to 2 than to 3).
Making my way, three steps forward and two steps backward sometimes, but know that I’m headed in the right direction. Thank you, Jesus, for helping me on this journey!
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