January 1st I decided that I was going to start working out again. You know the typical resolution... the one that I never follow through on. Like the time I was in college and said I would drink more water... well water is an ingredient in sweet tea so that counts right, or the time I said I would start walking/jogging every morning, does kicking your legs in a running motion while half asleep in bed count? Yep, I am the girl that quits when it gets tough. So this new resolution was going to be tough since I had taken a nice long sabbatical from the gym. In fact, I felt a cold sweat coming on every time I thought about returning to my local gym. The thought of walking on the treadmill profusely sweating while the girl next to me ran with her long flowing locks hanging down with no sign of sweat or fatigue made me nauseous. Oh please sign me up for that confidence builder!
So to protect me from treadmill turmoil Brittany offered to work out with me. BIG MISTAKE people...big mistake! Little did I know that my sister turns into Jillian Michaels on the Biggest Loser. I was ready for a leisurely work out in my cute work out outfit and my fun little pony tail with no hair out of place (Please take time to close your eyes and picture this scene...you will laugh I promise). She presses play and about 5 seconds in I started praying for the rapture. We are doing all of these crazy high kicks (Brit's legs are reaching the sky and if you blink you will miss my kick). I am sweating profusely through my cute outfit, looking like I stuck my head in an electrical socket, and wondering if I could get away with slapping that happy smirk off her dry lack of sweat face (I repented of this emotion later...don't hate). About half way in I stopped and said "this is psycho...who does this! I can't do this anymore." Jillian Michaels aka my sister sweetly screams, during some high kick push up move from you know where, "Don't quit! Don't stop! You can do it!" For a moment I thought about going postal on her aerobic attitude but it was like the Lord spoke to me saying "Betsy, don't quit on this, don't quit on my plan just because it gets tough!" You see I want to look like I was carved out of a rock (insert laughter due to the ridiculous impossibility of that statement) but more importantly I want to be remembered as someone that didn't quit when life got tough. That I heard the words of my Savior calling out saying "Don't quit! Don't stop! I can do it through you!"
He's Big and I'm Little,