Food isnt freedom

Last night, I went for a walk outside. Not a leisurely stroll mind you. A full out speed walking with an occassional sprint thrown in for good measure.  Bootcamp has taught me a few things in the last 3 weeks. One, that I am completely and totally out of shape. I am at my heaviest ever, topped only by being 8 months pregnant.  I have lost the ability to be graceful or have any kind of rhythm with my body because I carry so much weight on it.  Two, bootcamp has taught me that my body is more powerful than I thought it was.  All of the cardio and weight drills have taught me that I can push past the pain that I am momentarily feeling and keep going. I used to always give up. Now, sometimes I give up and sometimes I push right on through and come the other side full of wonder that I haven’t passed out.

I marveled last night at how amazing the body is- how such a machine can be built up or destroyed. I am disappointed with myself that I have let my body down.  It is truly a gift from God- a healthy body keeps me going to love and enjoy my family, to help and serve my friends and community.  Now, if I could only remember that when the urge to eat large amounts of chips and salsa with a coca-cola hits me!