In my past experience the gym has been little more than an embarrassing place to sweat and socialize with fellow self conscious masochists (no offense to my gym member readership). Of course I am probably projecting my own shortcomings onto gym memberships more than I realize.
It just seems to me that gyms generally involve more “pea-cocking” than actual personal fitness.
On a more positive note, I’ve consistently kept an at home workout routine going for the past month. (GO ME!) I don’t want to be one of those coaches (football and track) who demand their athletes to be in tip shape while personally sporting a portly waist and diet that could feed a sizable family of grizzly bears. There have been a few short relapses hither and thither, but overall I’ve cut down on Goliath portions and diabetes inducing drinks.
Josiah, my three year old, likes to join in on the circuit weight training workouts. He can fling around his mom’s 3 pound plastic weights like a champ. His little boy frame will be beach-body ready come summer time. : ) Afterwards, he always asks, “Can I have a smoothie?” He must think I put ice cream in it.
On a work note, I had two athletes earn District Champs last week in track and field in the long jump (22’8″) and high jump (6’4″). Yesterday, I traveled with them to Regionals in Jacksonville and my high jumper qualified for state next week with another jump of 6’4″. So back to Jacksonville I’ll go with him as he competes with the best of the best in the state. The state track meet coincides with the start of spring football practice, so needless to say it will be a busy few days.
In Algebra class we also have Finals, EOCs, FCATs, and many other educational and professional hoops to hurdle before school ends in June. A deadline is also fast approaching for me to finish all my remaining online educator classes and teacher certification tests that will finally earn me a permanent educator certificate.
I say all this to let you know: If you don’t hear from me a consistent basis the next month or so, it’s not because I don’t love you dearly like a German kid loves sauerkraut! It’s not you, it’s me….promise. And in the midst of all the gratuitous sweating and sports I’ll try to remember with you:
Bodily training is only of little profit, but godliness is profitable for all things, since it holds promise for the present life and also for the life to come. (1 Timothy 4:8)
Peace and grace,