Way Ahead of the Game

I rode our eliptical machine tonight, the fourth evening in a row. The first three days were pure torture, 12 minutes each round. Tonight was a blissful 20 minutes, which is my goal. I don't have much time to go longer, just harder.

I'm already lamenting Friday's round...

Been twice on the Bowflex this week. I'm back again tomorrow. I had trouble with the whole 'walking thing' today. The pain was solidly in both thighs, shoulders and notably, my left wrist. The problem is about rotation issues from elbow surgery on the same arm, three years ago. Add in the chilly weather, not to mention today's snow, my wrist is screaming out to me to sleep in tomorrow and forget the morning workout on my day off.

I just can't do it...quit that is...

Our youngest son Kyle caught be doing crunches in the barkalounger tonight. It's the same kid who has spied on me every day this week as I've been engaged in some form of physical punishment in our garage. The first night I heard him chuckle. The second I heard a laugh. Yesterday I heard nothing. Tonight I saw him roll his eyes. The sight of his dad, fully engulfed in baggy sweats and baggy skin in motion must be too much for him.

I've reached my primary target for weight loss and kept going. Currently I'm minus 116 and climbing. I've finally started to workout to help get the parts of my body that look emaciated, get back into shape. In other places, the loose skin IS tightening up, but of course not as quickly as I'd like. It would sure be great if all of life were like a microwave. I know how this works and I know I have about another week of physical discomfort before my body realizes that I mean business. It is a price that has to be paid in order to get the results I'm looking for. If all Kyle can do by the sight is roll his eyes, I'm way ahead of the game.

Two thousand years ago there was a price to be paid. Jesus meant business. He paid a debt He did not owe and people like you and I owed a debt we could not pay. Jesus paid it all and experienced the pain. Today the Christ-believer lives in what sociologists identify as a "post-Christian culture." The world sees us and rolls its eyes. But if that's all they can do, we're way ahead of the game...