Buuuurnnnn Baby! Burn!

It's been 2 months now since my Brooklyn arrived. I feel the urge to exercise and get back into shape and took out a YMCA membership to help with that (even though I have not been faithfully going!) But as I ponder diet & exercise, I realize just how awful they really are!

First off, I think we should call them by their real names! You wouldn't walk around callin' a turd a brownie, so let's be honest and call it what it is! New names I thought of for diet:

1. 'Starvation'...and the reason for this is because, I could eat chocolate for breakfast, lunch and dinner, so when I can't because I'm ''dieting'', I am really not hungry for anything else.

2. 'Insanity!' ...I think of this often as I chew away at pieces of lettuce barely touched by the hint of a non-fat, low cal  salad dressing, while the rest of my family eats happily there chicken Alfredo covered noodles and sips joyfully their juice and dips the cheesy garlic bread in creamy sauce!
3. 'Hollywood'...I am pretty convinced if we didn't have t.v.'s, magazines...basically any media, we would not care so much about our size and shape! I really wish that I had some one air brush my double chin out of random snapshots and crop my belly so it didn't hang over my pants!
As for the joy of exersize!!! I actually do like to exercise, believe it or not...but I am not fond of sweating or having someone on a machine behind me, as I work out on the elliptical and my butt jiggles with every step!
Why? Oh Why! Does it seem like, no matter how many machines are open, someone always picks the one, directly behind your sweaty behind!?!? People! No one wants to see that!
Here's my names for that!
1. 'Hysterical!'...Nothing beats the random tooting of a lady hitting the treadmill hardcore after a bean burrito, and there is nothing like the guy who is lifting to much weight and grunting and groaning like he is passing a kidney stone, or the gal singing along to her iPod! Oh I do love it! You can find me, laughing out loud to the funny television show I am listening to through ear phones!
2. ' Body nastiness!' There is nothing beautiful about it! At least NOT for me! I sweat like a sinner in a baptist church! I have seen more middle age men sweat themselves a bra at the gym than I care to tell! But, Good for them for workin' so hard! The smell that lingers at the gym of two many sweaty people in one room at once has it's way of almost burning your nostril hairs sometimes. So, all in all, I never believe anyone when they tell me they met their spouse/ boyfriend/ girlfriend at the gym. Really??? So you set out looking for overweight, sweaty companionship?? Hmmm....;)
3. 'Painful'...after not working out in such a Long time, I feel like I should be using a walker, one complete with tennis balls on all four wheels to keep it from scuffin' up the gym floor!

After all is said and done though, I look at my hansom husband, who seriously has the metabolism of a person on crystal meth, and my babies, who I want to watch walk down the aisle someday and help take care of my grand babies, and realize being healthy isn't just about looking good, it's about taking care of yourself as best as you can so that when your children have families of their own , they are not having to tote me around to all my Doctors appointments, because I am a member of  'Sickness of the Week' Club.

I am reminded of the verse; Colossians 3:23 " Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord and not for men."

So, next time I am working out, I will be giving thanks that God has given me just enough breath to get through that workout, a healthy, though slightly out - of - shape body, to do it with, but best of all the memory of 5 precious babies who definitely had a hand in getting my body into the shape it is currently in! :)