P90X-For Real

I've mentioned before that I've had almost no motivation to work out recently. I wanted the benefits of working out, but just had no desire to get going with it and start doing something. I'm definitely probably the heaviest that I've been in my life, so I knew that I needed to. I'm not really loving pictures of myself right now, which planted the seed of motivation. I also would at least like to be more fit when I get pregnant, just because I think it would be better all around. So, I'd been thinking that I would at least start doing the P90X yoga a few times a week. I just needed the garage clean out a little, because that's where we set up our "gym."

So I got home from work on Tuesday and Jason had cleaned the garage for me. I went out and did the yoga. I couldn't even do the whole 90 minutes that it is, but I did most of it. I felt it in my muscles the next day, which I always LOVE, because I know I've done something good for my body. Jason suggested that I start the P90X again, but do the Lean program rather than the Classic. When we did the program before, Jason was working from home and had a lot more free time. His job now also is more physical, so he's often tired when he comes home and not as likely to want to work out.

So, I started the Lean program on Thursday. For the first phase of the program, only the first 2 days is different than what I did before, then the rest of the week is the same. This is very good for me, because my least favorite day of the Classic program is the Plyometrics (Day 2). Ugh. Although the Core Synergistics (Day 1 of the Lean) is probably a close second. At least for now. I'm pretty happy with myself that I immediately developed this motivation to do this. It does take a lot of time, though, but it's something that I need to do. I don't know why I had such an aversion to it before. I guess I get more motivated during this time of year. I will definitely update on my progress in a future post.

Things I've been thinking about lately

At my church we've been going through a series called "Creating Space." It's basically about what it sounds like it's about. Creating space in our lives. The first message particularly spoke to me. He was talking about giving yourself more time, so you aren't just rushing to places last minute. He was specifically talking about church so that you can get yourself in the frame of mind to worship, but I needed to hear that for all aspects of my life. He also talked about just resting in God's sovereignty, trusting Him to work and not feeling like we have to do all this stuff in order for things to happen. Which was something that I needed to be reminded of at that time. I have all these things that I want for me and Jason, and our future family, and I have to just remember that God knows best (so I may not even really want what I think I want) and that He will work things out in my life according to His will. And I don't have to work so hard to make it happen. Not that I just sit back and do nothing, but it's not up to me. I'm not in charge.

Also in our small group, we've been reading the book Crazy Love. I really like it so far. But in one of the chapters he talks about the fact that we aren't promised tomorrow. Yet we live like we are entitled to it. I've heard the sermons before about the passage in James, where it says not to boast about tomorrow, because you don't know what a day will bring. But I guess this was the same weekend as the first Creating Space message, and something was said about that passage that really hit me about God's sovereignty again. Not only could something happen causing us to not be here tomorrow, but also something could happen to take us along a completely different path than we planned. There have been many things in my life that have changed as a result of events and decisions that were made within a day. So it just reiterated to me that God is in control, He knows what tomorrow will bring, and thankfully, I can trust that He loves me.

In that same chapter of Crazy Love, he talks about 50 or 100 years from now, nobody will even remember you. That made me think about how my sister has been doing some research on our ancestry. And it's true, some of those names are just names. It's who I came from, but I don't know them. I'm sure their lives were just as important to them as mine is to me, but apart from a few details, I know nothing about them or what they felt was important. The author states that our lives are basically two-fifths of a second in God's timeline. Makes you feel pretty insignificant, doesn't it? And makes you think twice about what is important.

Of course, that doesn't mean I don't still want things that are probably meaningless. But I'm just realizing that they aren't as important, and if it happens, great, but if not, then my life is still blessed.