Sweat or Cheese

I've been eating really healthy. I've been working out like a mad woman. And seeing great results! Don't "whoop whoop" too early...I'm not finished writing.

I reluctantly crawled up on my elliptical tonight, my body felt like it was in S-L-O-W motion. The slowest. My body was revolting saying "NO! Not gonna! Don't wanna!"  My energy was so low that at one point I actually laid my head down on the elliptical. Laid. It. Down.

Somehow I got the hour finished in record time. Record LOW, that is. Wrote down my pathetic results in my workout journal like I always do. Then I headed for the shower. 

I turned on the shower, put my towel on the towel rack and then it was time to step into the hot shower that I had not earned but sure was looking forward to...and that's when it happened.

I glanced down and something caught my eye...it's usually sweat b/c I'm a sweaty girl and I'm like totally nasty covered in sweat at the end of a work out. But this wasn't sweat.

No! It Couldn't be?!?! Oh the horror! NOOOOOO!!!! But it was. Graded cheese was inside my sports bra. The very evidence of my sins of the day. 

Today I blew it. Like big time. If I saw it and thought it might be consumable, I unhinged my jaw and devoured it whole. I attacked food today like one who's been locked away without food for a month. I attacked it so intensely that it was apparently lodged in my sports bra. I mean, seriously, are y'all gonna need to wire my mouth shut?!?! And because I ate junk food today, I had low energy when it came time to work out. My own choices leading to my failure. One choice and step at a time. Cheese in the sports bra. Classy, Jes. Real classy. 

I laughed it off as I stepped in to the hot shower and I thought, "Hey, at least I got my workout done. And tomorrow is a NEW day! Hallelujah!" 

So if you blew it with your healthy choices today, don't feel alone and don't give up! 

We can do this!!! #FitbyFourth 

Ask someone to hold you accountable. And if you have a day when you've got cheese in your sports bra just know: you're not the first, you're not alone, and you can do better tomorrow. 

Keep Going!


Jessica Phillips

Jessica is worshiper and follower of Jesus. He rescued her heart at age 6 but he rescued her calling, purpose and direction in her early 20's. Everyday God is still writing Jessica's story. It involves her husband, Brad, her daughter, Emery, their extended families. But the story is a tale of loss of life and dark grief. And the story ebs and weaves and the grief story is followed by weddings and laughter. And what comes next? A Baby! God sends us a baby to shape and teach and grow right in the midst of our loss and realizing that life actually moves forward. We didn't think it would again after he died. But life just did what it was supposed to do...and it went on. And hope is born again. Everything I write is based on this fact: I'm God's child, I'm alive today. So what do You want me to do for You? Because I want my contribution to matter. I want to leave a legacy.