I’m wondering something this morning: Are all of you who committed to do The 30 day Shred still doing it? (I know that we made our commitments back in April/May, and it’s been well over 30 days… )
For me, The Shred hasn’t been going so well… and I’ve come to a few conclusions – or confessions – whatever.
Something similar to a pile of Post Shredded wheat biscuits is what my mid section turned into post The Shred!
I started The Shred fabulously…. Or should I say, fLabulously? Committed to it every day. Was so sore I could barley walk. Even started noticing some mid-section definition taking place for the first time in my life. Was proud. Very very proud. Husband and children were proud. I was like an unstoppable train headed into this wonderful world of less jiggle at 40 than at 20!
Then one day my train hit a mountain. A mountain of excuses. (Never mind that I was actually sick ONE day…) And from that point on, I just couldn’t – no – didn’t is the better word – I just didn’t force myself back into a daily exercise routine of pain and sweat. Life got hectic and stressful and exercise didn’t hold a place of high priority. Besides, it was messing up my hair.
I shredded a bit here and there, but had no passion for it. Then to lessen my feelings of defeat… I finally pulled the DVD out of our player and put it alongside the many other exercise regimens we have on our shelves.
Although I’ve started and stopped many exercise routines, this one was different. My post-shredded body looks worse than the pre shred…
I mean… before the shred, at least my flab didn’t have definition. It never had. It was all evenly distributed… My flab and I – we didn’t know what we were missing. But Post-Shred, new muscles I never knew I had are tight underneath, and my faithful flab hangs over them in ridges – looking just like Post Shredded Wheat biscuits!
It’s affecting my wardrobe! It’s affecting my mind!
And my arms… that’s a whole ‘nuther story! I wish they looked like a Post Shredded Wheat biscuit. I wish the lumps were in my arms rather than in my mid-section! Instead, they flap as if I could take flight any minute. Pre-Shred they jiggled. Mid-Shred they were lookin’ good! Post-Shred – they fly like the wind. Jillian…Help Me!
Now, I know what some of you dear readers are thinking… I know what I would be thinking if I read this on one of your blogs… “Just start again. Get up. Get going. And start again… One day at a time. Do it today. Then tomorrow, pray for the strength and gumption and obedience to get up and do it again… and again… and again… until that FLAB turns to FAB-ulous!” Yes. That’s what I would say to you.
So I’m going to take my own advice. No condemnation. No more excuses. This “All or Nothing” girl is starting over and making a public commitment to God, myself, my family, and to you to take better care of my body. I want to do it as unto the Lord. I’m not passionate about exercise, but I am about God. So I’m combining my passion and love for the Lord with the detestable need to exercise and sweat. And I’m making myself do it!
How about you??? (Is this TMI?)
Are there any Post-Shredders out there who need to re-commit to take better care of the body God has given you? Shred, walk, whatever… just sweat… and just do it as unto the Lord who loves us so much!
And, if you are consistently exercising: A big CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU! We’d love to know how you do it, and how you feel about yourself, your body, your life… please encourage those of us who are dealing with the Post Shredded “wheat biscuits” syndrome!
🙂 I’m off to exercise. Day one again… as unto the Lord! Hope each of you have a wonderful day today…
So then, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you may do, do all for the honor and glory of God.1 Cor. 10:31