My favorite excuse

I don't have time. There's no time to workout. There's no time to meal plan. People say you make time for the things that are important to you. Your kids your spouse some how you put yourself last. Yes working out is for me. That time I need. I need it for more than making myself into a healthier version of me. I need it because I spend time with God then. I get in my corner blare music in my ears and talk with God. Sometimes I don't hear the words of the music it's just sound. But, we all need that time. So my favorite excuse has turned into me time. Trying to make it intentional love for me. Hard to say sometimes that I love me because I have spent so much time beating myself up with all the negative. Today focusing on the positive this body still gets me going from one point to another and I love it.

Modified

So, this morning on the second round of burppies I was not wanting to do them. Reason I do classes. Your more likely to do the stuff you don't want to. But, the memory of my first modified burpy came to mind. I had to get on my knees lay out on my stomach and get up any way I could. It took forever and I was so out of breath. Then it became get to your knees and stand up. I know there still not perfect. But, I don't stop at my knees. I had to move on from every modification. It took progressions and time. I had to modify then I had to try without the modification. There's still a lot I can't do yet but, I know with time and if I keep trying it will happen. My prisoner will get up one day. And, I can't wait to tell everyone about it.