Monday, July 14, 2014

The Fat Girl Who Finishes Last

Why is it that whenever I blog about something, especially about overcoming or achieving something, that SAME THING likes to come back and bite me in the booty?!?

I was so proud of my little "Push It" post from last week.  And for being able to pull on my white denim Capris without fear of a button flying loose and killing one of my children!  (In fact, they PULLED RIGHT ON AND ZIPPED RIGHT UP! Yeah.  That's what I'm talkin' 'bout!!)

But today? Well, today was a different story. When I woke up this morning I was tired. And ill.  And cranky.

But I pulled on my workout clothes and shoes.  Grabbed a breakfast bar and my water bottle and headed to the gym.  I didn't WANT to work out.  But I knew I would feel SO MUCH BETTER if I did.

So we get our assignment, and I'm doing pretty well.  Round one.  Check.  Round 2... a little slower, but... Check.  Round Three... my muscles are screaming at me and I am pouring sweat all over the floor, and I just want to quit.  I look around and most people are done.  Waiting... on me.

During our run, I look at my sweet friend, Misty, and say, "One day I won't be the fat girl that finishes last." Then I burst into tears.

Thank God for Misty.  She looked right at me and said, "Girl.  This is YOUR workout.  Nobody else's. You get nowhere by comparing yourself to others.  The only person you are competing with is YOURSELF."

I knew she was right.  I admitted that I knew it was the Enemy.  Messing with me.  Trying to thwart my success and my motivation.  Trying to get me down.  Trying to make me quit.

Well, uh-uh.  No way.  I won't quit.


Never again.

I am going to be the best ME I can be...
I am going to lean on Jesus, and the Holy Spirit will guide me through.

All for my good, and His Glory.

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