A Time Of Miracles
Friday, September 12th, 2008Whoever says that God does not perform miracles these days is completely wrong and I can prove it.
For the last 5 months I have not been able to get out of bed before 730 am. It has just been completely impossible even if I go to bed early. But yesterday I decided that I wanted to go to the Powerflex class at the gym and it starts at 545 am. Yes, you read that right. So, I planned my night last night so that I would be in bed by 9 pm. I actually got into bed at 1030 pm and thought well if I’m too tired I won’t go but I set the alarm anyways fully knowing that I would just hit snooze.
The alarm went off at 5 am and I didn’t even need to hit snooze, I opened my eyes and got right out of bed and felt really rested and ready to go. I even had time to dawdle around and eat and watch the early morning news. I was also on time to the class which is another miracle because I am not on time for anything. God clearly needs to perform these miracles to get me to exercise which means I desperately need it.
Powerflex is a weight lifting class. My arms and legs already feel like rubber and I used very little weight not wanting to overdue it. I do feel good though.
The next miracle that happened was that I got to work by 830 am which I haven’t done in 5 months. I hate to use the pregnancy excuse but it makes me late because I have to sleep at least eight hours and I have to eat or I will be sick and since I have to eat I have to turn on the TV and then sit in front of it for an extra 20 minutes just mindlessly staring until I can snap myself out of the void.
I hope that today starts a new trend. It feels great to know I am already done exercising and when my work day is done I can go veg on the couch and do nothing but eat and watch TV for at least 5 hours until I have to go to bed and start the cycle again.




That’s awesome! I used to take this class. Before I decided that I hated exercise and wanted to gain 12 pounds. Hmmmm.
You do look good and SO adorable in your cute brown shirt. I’m loving your belly more every day.
I should start praying for miracles in my own life!
I might go with you sometime. Might.