Well, the Big Book (aka, the Bible) proves that The Ultimate Sacrifice brings ultimate joy. This inspires me each day as I deal with my efforts, sacrifices and joy here on earth. I’m sharing these thoughts with you in hope that they inspire you to find your true joy and that you embrace the efforts and sacrifices needed to have it. Remember…whatever your joy, whatever your goal, often the greatest efforts and sacrifices bring the greatest rewards of joy!
Ahhh…a day in the life of a health and fitness addict:
I plan and prep all of my meals for the day ahead the night before. There are no spontaneous lunches/snacks happening for me….EVER! As a result, I am always in control of what I eat and I usually feel great!
If I go out to dinner, I always pre screen the restaurant to make sure there is something on the menu that I will eat. Sometimes this makes me an undesirable dinner companion. (NO, I won’t go to the Pizza joint! I’ll only go to the Mexican joint for a couple of Nor Cal margarita’s once in a while…none of the food though.)
I’m the one who shows up at a party with the predictable veggie/fruit tray and simple red wine. NOT the fancy treat tray and cocktail mixes. Quite boring and uncreative!
No fancy coffees for me at Starbucks, just straight espresso. Damn! (ok, I admit, this is not that hard for me…I LOVE a good espresso! Why ruin it and cover up the taste with all of that creamy and sugary crap?)
I carry a food cooler, everywhere! Not a Micheal Kors handbag. This makes me look so frumpy!
My work outfits are basic black and my shoes are sneakers, not the latest fashion. Again, quite frumpy. (ok…I’m not complaining here, my work clothes are comfortable.)
I do most of my shopping online. I rarely have time for a leisurely day of “retail therapy”. No “mall crawling” for me!
I never get “spa days” because I invest my time and money in training, equipment and gym memberships. (I get cheap $14.00 cuts at the walk in joint.) That does not leave much time or money for glamour. Besides, I’m really not capable of sitting/laying around for hours anyway!
My house is not “decked out and beautiful” because I choose to invest my time and money in hunting down top quality food and supplements for myself and my family. Damn, I was not blessed with that feminine “decorating gene”!
I pay a personal trainer, not a cleaning service. (Even though I am a personal trainer, and believe me…I need a cleaning service!)
I am constantly reading up on fitness and health in my spare time…devouring whatever I can. I rarely have time to watch TV…in fact, I despise passive entertainment! This often renders me a loner, but a content one.
If I go on vacation, workouts must be planned in and possible or I’m not going! So…I lack spontaneity and I’m not any good at “chillin’ out’”. (Vacations are over rated if you ask me.)
NO, I will NOT work the snack bar at the kid’s baseball field! I refuse to hand out that crap for human consumption. (Even though my own son betrays me and eats that crap!) As a result, I lose political status among the baseball moms.
Life is scheduled around my training sessions…or else! They are non-negotiable. This means I often miss out on “fun stuff” that presents itself last minute.
I don’t need a therapist. I can dissolve any problem/issue with a training session!
I lift ugly, heavy, black weights, not the pretty colored neoprene dumbbells.
I sweat EVERYDAY, a lot! I never look “cute” (not sure that word even applies at my age, haha) during or after a workout.
Doing “my best” is a recipe for mediocrity. My best is NEVER good enough, I always shoot for the impossible. This means I often have to do my personal work outs alone because I am usually NOT a realistic work out partner.
My mood is often determined by how well my workout went….and I had better be in a GOOD mood when I’m done!
When I go to bed, my head is full of gratitude, commitment and prayer to do it all over again the next day…by the grace of God! Thank you Lord!