I Think I Can...I Think I Can...

I got up with a little less enthusiasm this morning. Just a little. I am still focused on the end result. Begin with the end in mind. I am going somewhere with this workout thing. It isn't a fad or passing fancy. This is not fly-by-night. I am committed to perfecting my self image. Mind right, body tight. So, I spent New Year's Day lounging and relaxing with my kids. I ate sensibly, but I didn't exercise. Well, unless you count the 6 or 7 times I went up and down the steps inside my home. I went to bed early and got up without hitting the snooze button. Because I already had my clothes and everything laid out, I was up and out of the house in no time. On my way out the door, I wondered what my kids were thinking about all this? I do want them to be proud of me. The morning chill stalled me a little bit. I hate to be cold. But nevertheless, I arrived at Keith and BJ's at 6:30 on the nose. I have become quite the stickler about time. It absolutely pisses me off when I am late at someone elses expense or when I have to wait on someone.

Today we worked out inside. Hallelujah. I was so glad. At first. That is, before the 75 crunches and situps. Before the leg lifts that took me back to high school PE. By the time we got to them, it was all I could do but focus on the track lighting hanging over my head and pray for the strength to hold out.

I think I can .... I think I can...

Everytime I wanted to quit, I thought about where I am going and how good it is going to feel when I get there. How much confidence I will have in myself and my art. How easy it will be to convey my message and give my testimony when I am 100% comfortable in my skin. I am a living witness, my body a sanctuary, a temple.

Keith and BJ have committed to show me how to become a masterpiece. And I have committed to the concept of change. No matter how difficult.

I think I can..I think I can...I think I can....



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