Last week I did something that has had a painful effect on me. I have a friend who is really into Crossfit Training. For you who may not know, Crossfit is ROUGH! It’s an extreme workout regimen. I decided that I was ready to get serious about being healthy, so I gave my friend a call.
I knew that Shawnette would be perfect to help me, because I knew that she would push me. I just had no idea how much!
We worked out, for what seemed like an eternity, my legs felt like lead jello. Let me explain what I mean by ‘lead jello’. They felt as if they weighed at least 200lbs a piece, but they were all wobbly. A slight puff of wind could’ve blown me over and it’s highly doubtful I could’ve helped myself back up. I was sweating and trembling like a cat pooping peach seeds.
“Is that it I asked?” She said yes. “Oh, thank You Lord!” I thought as I was heading for my car. Then she finished her sentence. “For the warm-up.” I won’t tell you what I said at that point. That so called “warm-up” was the most workout I’ve done in ten years!
She brings out a wooden box that’s a foot high. She jumps up on it with such ease. When I jumped, I might’ve made it a good two inches. When my feet hit the ground, my ‘lead jello’ legs buckled and my knee hit the box leaving my knee scraped, bruised and swollen. She said, “You can just step up on it.” Now she tells me! I hoisted myself up onto the box, raised my arms in victory, attempted to place one foot back on the ground and BAM! My poor leg crumpled beneath me, leaving me writhing in pain on the concrete. I think I broke my butt bone! Yet, I pushed on!
I’m Sweating profusely, my face is red, and I’m trying really hard not to call her bad names. She looks at me and says, “I think you’ve gotten some sun, your face and neck are red.” I stared her dead in the eyes, for what seemed like forever, she had to be getting a tad bit scared. “No. No Shawnette, I haven’t gotten any sun. I’m about to have a freaking HEAT STROKE!” She burst out laughing.
Needless to say, it’s been really hard to walk, sit, stand, roll over in bed, get into my car and go to the bathroom, but I’ve made up my mind! I’m tough! I will survive…..I hope.
I was thinking this morning, as I was trying to get out of bed. What if I studied the things of God with such determination? What if I wanted to be godly as much as I desired to be skinny? Would that make a difference in my life? What if I put as much work into being the hands and feet of Jesus? What kind of impact would that have on me, and those around me?
I may never be skinny again, but I want to stay healthy so that I CAN do The Lord’s work. I’m just not sure if being this sore is healthy.
Lord, give me a desire for you and the things You would have me do! At the end of the day, You’re all that matters.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever. Psalms 73:25-26