Blog #4

I hate working out. Like HATE it. I despise sweating. I get incredibly red-faced and I sound like a hippo drowning in shallow water. Not awesome.

I'm reading a book called Crazy Love by Francis Chan. He asked the reader if we really believe that Jesus' way is better than our own. That may seem unrelated, but there is no denying that the way I treat my body is sinful. I have little self-control when it comes to eating and having gained alot of weight, I am very unhealthy. I use food as comfort rather than my Savior. I'm not able to hide behind "Oh, its just my post baby body." Right now, I weigh more than when I delivered Nate. He was almost 11 pounds and that was over 4 years ago. I didn't stick to Weight Watchers either time I signed up. I am unable to change on my own and my current health situation is getting out of control. Control. It keeps popping up... Who's in control of my life... a good question to ask. Better though, is to have a legit answer.

I started this blog because I am dissatisfied. I choose Jesus. I choose His Way. So, right now, for me, I choose working out.

Ugh.

1 Corinthians 6:19-20 (NASB) Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own? For you have been bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body.