Still Going Strong

I have to say that the workouts are brutal, but more than my body is being shaped.    It's amazing to me how something as simple as saying I want to lose some weight and getting involved in Metro's Biggest Loser has had such an impact on my entire life.

I have never been much for being a "team player".  It's not that I don't get along with people.  I just prefer to work alone.  I like to be in charge, the captain of the ship, the master of my own destiny so to speak and so on and on.  I like to quietly do my thing in the background.  I don't like attention drawn to me.  And, I especially don't feel comfortable asking for help. Then viola, I meet my deadline or pull off my event whatever it may be.  I don't want criticism and I don't want praise.  I kinda thought of myself as humble, but guess what. . . It's really pride.  Who Knew?  Not me.

My team members, "Go Blue!", have been phenomenal.  I can't thank them enough for their care and support.  They have been encouraging and fabulous.  When I'm down on the ground after some sort of eastern mysticism pretzel twist and having a hard time hauling my fat you know what up off of the ground, it's not unusual to have a hand extended to help me up.  My first reaction is, "No I got this," or "I'm fine."  PRIDE You know what?  I've been taking the hand.  It's taken awhile for me to understand that I am hiding behind a firewall.  The Lord has been breaking down this wall one sprint at a time.

Below is a video of a song that I have on my ipod.  Its reality for my life has hit me hard these past couple of weeks.  I can't do it: my workouts, my life, my anything, by myself.  I need Jesus and I need other people as well.