Badlands Bogg-I think I can safely say I survived it. I think it's time to talk about the 100 million plus times I've started a program for good health (i.e., diet & exercise)... and dropped out about the third week. I'm the classic textbook case of fatties, haha. Life happens--I get sick, someone in my family gets sick--my schedule gets disruptetd--along with a million and one other excuses, and that's all it took. I got knocked off my schedule, and it was just too difficult to pick back up.  I must admit I struggled all this past weekend. I had recovered from the flu--but man oh man we had really cold weather. It was too cold to get out and try to get to the gym to exercise. I didn't want to--so I didn't. I ate more, made excuses for enjoying a long Saturday of having the "munchies", and spread another layer of excuses onto my guilty self. I knew Monday was coming.

Monday, for me, meant scheduled exercise time that I was committed to LEAD. Before we began, I had my parents and kids pray for me, I admitted I had struggled, and I feared this work out was going to be so hard--I wasn't sure I'd be able to keep up. There I said it, (and dang I forgot to take my Beano, Lord, please protect me tonight!) By this point, it was time to begin, do or die, whichever came first, and I surely thought it would be death (but guess what, I lived to write about it this morning).

We began our stretches, followed by our 5 minute warm up walk--and the new series begain. Jog 90 seconds, walk 90 seconds. Jog 90 seconds, walk 90 seconds. IPOD on. Breathe. Praise music with a good beat started playing, and I shifted my focus to praise, prayer and encouraging children and parents in my group. I can do this....I thought to myself. One parent, two parents, passing me by--each with a word of encouragement. "No Giving in, and there's NO turning back", we began to quote to one another as we made our way through the routine. Before I knew it, we had finished our segments and was on our 5 minute cool down. 

Wow, for the first time in a long time, I was able to get back on track after a "bad-lands bog" detour. Re-set. Re-calculating. I can't tell you how WONDERFUL I feel this morning! Here's the truth: set a goal and start working towards it. You may not always hit the mark, but patience and perserverence will pay off.  I've lost 10 pounds. Me. Couch potato Kathy, and I'm moving forward. Perhaps people will care more what we have to say as Belivers when our "walky walky" truly matches our "talky talky"--just sayin'.I'll close today's entry with our Scripture verse for this week--man did this SPEAK into my life:

We want each of you to show this same diligence to the very end, in order to make your hope sure. We do not want you to become lazy, but to imitate those who through faith and patience inherit what has been promised."  Hebrews 6:11-12

Love, Hugs & Happy Valentine's Day, too,
Kathy