I read something today that really resonated with me.  I was browsing the local bookstore during my lunch hour, and picked up yet another Tosca Reno book.  I have three of her books already, and have a hard time resisting buying all of them.  She said (and I’m paraphrasing here…) that exercising is not something she “has to do,” it’s a privilege.  It just struck me, because it IS a privilege.  One that you take for granted until you are unable to use your body.  
 
I have had times in my life when I’ve been so ill I couldn’t even lift my head off the pillow.  I had lung problems from the chemo regimen that I was given that left me winded even getting in a hot shower.  Walking from the parking lot into my office left me feeling like I’d been hit by a truck.  Most recently, this (minor-but-annoying-and-painful) foot injury sidelined me for a bit.  You really don’t appreciate the MARVEL that is the human body until it’s not cooperating with you.  
 
I am thankful every day that I get to work out.  Every time I get to run, do lunges, or pushups.  Every time.  I will NEVER take that for granted.  I will always value this body that I’ve been given.  To that end, I have made a promise to myself that I will take the best possible care of my body.  It is the only one I’ve got. 

my, how time flies!

I have been a very bad blogger.  :)  Life has kept me occupied. 

My foot is on the mend.  It was finally diagnosed as tendonitis and bursitis.  I am back to training, harder than ever...aaaaand, I registered for the Dirty Girl Mud Run with my cousin and a team of ladies that are going to kick some SERIOUS arse.  I'm so excited. 

I had my 6 week measurements/results with my trainer, and I'm down 3% body fat.  :)  woop, woop!  I feel good, I'm eating clean. 

I've set some goals for myself this year, and I'm happy to report that I'm about 75% done with my list.  I have never been happier, more content, more secure, or more confident about my future.  Life is good good good.