Day 7. This makes a week and I haven't bailed yet. Maybe I do have a little courage left in this old psyche after all. Yeah, I've actually made a week without quitting. I won't say it didn't cross my mind a couple times.
I can remember in a marathon and thinking I'm done. I can't take another step. But something inside said, "Yes you can. Just take one more step." I did, then fought myself to take another and managed to finish the marathon. It wasn't pretty but it was one of my "finest hours."
I guess that's what I am looking for here among a lot of other things, to have the courage to go on as far as courage can take me and have another "finest hour," and another "well-done" from God. Maybe when this is over I will have a little different vision of myself.?
Today was another easy day on an easy week. I did my weight/strength/flex exercises and did a hard bike ride. I guess that knowing I wasn't going to ride that long brought out the beast in me and I hammered the course on my indoor trainer. Seems I have enthusiasm to go with more courage, and as long as that lasts, I am graterful. A good day. Thanks God.
below: the link for the beginning of this journey.
https://draft.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/5768864484024943517/7734551309800761232
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