I Hope This Isn't Sacrilegious.

But, I feel like I need to bear my testimony of working out.

Back Story: I have had a "poor me" attitude almost this entire 5 weeks. I feel like my body hates me - that it's still revolting against me for the past 20 years of mistreatment and abuse. I dread walking in the gym... every. day. I want to choke the skinny ho's wearing too tight booty shorts with full hair and make-up hanging on married men and the 'Roid-Heads' that check themselves out their entire work out while hanging on to married women. That's not everyone - but, there are a lot! But, I go anyway. I have refused to admit that this "program" has made me feel better. Most days I just want to sleep the afternoon away because I am so exhausted - and I don't want to cook anything because I can't eat and enjoy it. It has just been easier for me to have a piss poor attitude - and be angry. Well, that has changed today.

I play volleyball weekly in the winter. Nothing pro. It's City Recreation League. I was also asked to play out in Payson once a week - City Rec. We typically play 2 teams per night - best 2 out of 3 games. So we could play as few as 4 or as many as 6 "games". I still serve over-hand (maybe a LITTLE competitive) and usually I will tear something in my shoulder half way through the game - like maybe rotator-cuff?? Then I will be physically SPENT by game 3. We played tonight out in Payson and it's tournament time. Our first match was at 6 p.m. - we played 3 games and lost to that team. Our second match was at 6:45 p.m. - we played 3 games and won. Then we had to play the first team again (double elimination) for 3 and 4 place - that match started at 7:30 p.m. Oh, did I mention that the last two matches we only had 4 players and one had a pulled calf muscle and couldn't move!! I played HARD!! For 2 hours and 15 minutes straight. I felt GREAT! I served so hard, so much - and my SHOULDER felt great!! There is a lot of court to cover and we were running the entire time... I loved it. I felt good. I almost got a little emotional on the drive home because my body is changing. It doesn't hate or resent me for feeding it crap and drinking enough soda to kill a small elephant. She's coming around. :)

I am actually looking forward to going to the gym in the morning!! I can't wait to strengthen and stretch the muscles that are miraculously still there!! It IS a miracle!!!

Amen.