A Lesson on Being Thankful for What We Have
This past week I jumped on the scale and was below 195 lbs for the first time in quite a while.
It was a goal of mine to get under the 195 mark and here we are at the halfway point, which also happens to coincide with my birthday, and I'm happy to say I've hit my target weight at under 195 lbs.
Not to say that the number on the scale is everything (and MAINTAINING that weight is crucial) but I knew I was running a bit heavy, and I vowed to drop below my personal Mason/Dixon line of 195 by mid-year.
But then I caught COVID a couple days before my birthday which immediately put me into a tailspin about not being able to workout and maintain the shape I was able to build up over the past 6 months.
I know, living in my brain is not always rainbows and unicorns. I've caught a world-haulting virus and I'm worried about getting my workouts in and maintaining my optimum weight!
So on this day, as I begin my 54th revolution around the sun - I'm 53 but remember, when we're born we start our 1st cycle - I count my blessings for what I've physically been able to achieve especially the blessing that I can even attempt to achieve them at all.
There are many of us who simply can't physically train, and I'm darn grateful that I will train another day.
My body is capable, strong and resilient, and I am one blessed birthday boy.
Wishing you all heath and wellness.