I finished day three, and I can definitely say that it was beyond my wildest dreams. However, I secretly loved EVERY minute of it! It was challenging, but I was reminded of something my Bishop's Bishop taught us: You have to choose between the pain of staying the same or the pain of change. I am choosing the pain of change. I realize that I must wake up every day and make this same choice.
As for the workout, after the 3rd circuit I thought I was going to die! I pushed on..speaking of pushing, I realized that I cannot do more than 4 push-ups to save my life. You can then imagine the difficulty I had with the moving push-ups. Yes, I said moving, as in moving to the right/left while you are doing them. This workout was no punk, but I enjoyed the challenge. My muscles were begging for me to quit when my beloved Matthew came in the living room to check on me. He was so cute; and then he started trying to do the exercises with me. He even stretched with me afterwards. It was great, and very motivational. It reminded me of why I set out on this goal in the first place: to set an example for my children and to ensure that I would be around to see my children's grandchildren. You should have seen him doing his push-ups and yelling and grunting like mommy. It was too cute! I wished there was some sort of hidden camera that got it all on video...
This workout is allowing me to discover more about myself...to remember things that I did not know were still there...to pull on strengths that I forgot that I had....to put my confession to action, and watch God move to back me up. I could go on forever, but I must rest at some point. Its 11:24pm. I still have to make my lunch for school and get to bed. If you're reading this, thanks for your support and interest!
Until next time......
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