On Mother’s Day I received a gift towards my life. I received a list from my trainer detailing my new workout regimen. At first I took a glance but a bit later I really looked.
I’ll admit my initial thought was “Oh my God how will ever do this” recognizing that it was simply a challenge I began to look a bit different.
I began talking to my aunt who quickly said “you might need prayer before you start that list” I agreed. I prayed when I received the list, before bed, during my sleep, and at 3:30 am when I woke up to get it done.
One thing is for sure when I started my workout. I thought of all the people who had wronged me in my season of darkness. That was the push I spoke of, and that was the push I received.
Was it early in the morning yes it was. Did I care about who heard me not at all. Did I sweat you bet I did. Was I out of breath yes I was in fact I was breathing so hard the neighbors might have heard.
With every second I pushed and pushed. I talked to myself during this workout. My conversation with myself was deep but oh well because it worked.
Day one of round 2 was a success