For various reasons, my body hasn’t been very cooperative lately. That’s meant a massive decrease in exercise. You all know my back forced me to quit CrossFit again (not sure I will ever get over this…), though I have hope that someday I will get to go back.
As for now, still in physical therapy. As you may have noticed, blogging has been a rarity lately. Things have just been a struggle and when I’m not exercising much, I lose a lot of the inspiration behind why I write this blog in the first place.
But this morning…I woke up feeling good. I woke up to sunshine and spring and my Mizunos calling me out. So out the door I went for the first decent workout I’ve had in awhile. It felt amazing and every second, I said “thank you, Jesus for this.”
I really did because I felt so blessed to enjoy this beautiful morning and this fresh air in my lungs and the music in my ears. When you are forced to give it up, you realize how much you didn’t appreciate it back when.
Last summer, I was in the best shape of my life. I was at CrossFit 4-5 days/week, training for a marathon, absolutely loving all the fitness I had access to. Now, that’s not possible. But, I’m going to appreciate what I do have. That’s a body that’s pretty healthy and a new morning everyday to make the next day better.
It’s really easy to have pity parties…I’m really good at throwing them for myself. But I want to stop doing that. As my husband has reminded me lately, we need to embrace the struggles that come into our lives. We have to accept them and work with them — not against them. Working against them brings more pain — so what can you do to welcome the struggle in your life?
Today is a new day and I’m going to try (and fail and try again) to embrace it. It’s all we can do is try again. And if we keep doing that, we aren’t failing.