Motivation Monday

I think a lot about discipline and freedom, and I have come to the conclusion that you can't have one without the other. Hear me out on this one.

There is one major area of my life I struggle with finding this balance. It is fitness.. Let's examine.

I am an "all or nothing" kinda girl. Either I am super girl at the gym or I am a beached whale. If there is a day I am undisciplined and don't make it to the gym for whatever reason, it becomes a big deal. Before I know it I letting my actions go unchecked. Days can turn into weeks and weeks into months. Before I know it, my diet slips and I'm spinning out of control with 25 extra pounds to show for it.

I think that's because at first glance there appears to be freedom in eating what I want when I want and going to the gym when I feel like it rather than habitually. In reality, the opposite is true. I feel guilty for missing the gym, overeating, and not maintaining my health. Let me tell you, if there is guilt...there cannot be freedom.

It has been my experience that discipline is always better. It is "trading what you don't want for what you can have."

I am learning that our culture portrays discipline to be both boring and binding. Such is not the case. There is great freedom in escaping the guilt and other destructive outcomes of our glutinuss society.

Physical discilpine leads to a healthy lifestyle and better self esteem.

It's time to make a choice. Today I am choosing discipline and the freedom it brings though obedience to Christ.

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