Thinking Missionally
Typically, my philosophical approach to fitness has always been: “Fitness, yes, I’m into fitness. Fittin’ ‘niss whole donut in my mouth!” Exercise has always been my “Achille’s heel”, (see what I did there?) Don’t get my wrong, it’s not that I hate to exercise, it’s just that I never seem to have time for it. Everything else seems to be so pressing that exercise is the last thing that’s on my mind. I know I need to make time for it because I need to live healthier. I want to exercise, but I’ve discovered that I must be missing the genetic DNA that calls my feet to action. I’ve also discovered that the older I get, the harder it is to get motivated! It’s so much easier to just think about exercising than it is to actually go and do it (but at least I thought about it, right?). I have come to the place where I have accepted that exercise will never just spontaneously happen in my life. I must set aside the time and commit myself to it. While I sit here and try to summ
