run hard.
What is this? Another post so soon? Could I actually be on top of things? Without classes to go to, or homework to work on, I have more free time than I know what to do with! And I don’t want to turn into a couch potato watching tv and playing on facebook all day. I do so much better when I have a task at hand and a goal to accomplish. So what do I do? I convince my roommates to run a 5k with me. I am so excited. Running a 5k is one step closer to running a 10k, which is one step closer to a marathon, which is one step closer to a triathlon. Holy cow, I think I just discovered that I want to run a marathon and do a triathlon…I’m not sure how I feel about this discovery. But how awesome would it feel to know that my body could handle that much intensity?
My body was designed to be used, not to be idle. And as a woman of God, I am called to honor God with my body because it is a temple (1 Cor. 6:19-20), and, more specifically, I am not to let my hands taste idleness (Proverbs 31:27). When I don’t use my body for His glory, I feel dirty and useless. I love the high I get from being productive and using my time wisely. I love knowing that I worked towards something. That I got my hands dirty. That I broke a sweat. Hahaha…I laugh because, if you had talked to me about his a year ago, you would be talking to an entirely different person.
One year ago, I hated anything that required me to move. Wow, that sounds lazy. I hated sweating and breathing hard. I was fine with where I was physically. But now, now I crave the sweat. I crave the expansion in my lungs; I long to feel the blood pumping through my body and rushing to my face. I’m addicted to the tingle in my muscles as they scream joyously throughout my body, rejoicing at the chance to play. I would, by no means, ever claim to be an “active” person, but I am much more active than I used to be, and now, with a tangible goal to work on and a community to help me accomplish it, I might meet it, yet. :)
I should have taken control of this a long time ago. I regret waiting until now. But I can’t sit around, feeling sorry for myself and wallowing in regret. Where is that going to get me? If I want something I’ve never had, I have to do something I’ve never done to get it. I’m ready for people to see me and see Christ, not how I struggle with the sin of gluttony. I want my body to be something that glorifies God. I want my life to be a reflection of Christ.
