What I thought and what has really transpired are two different things
- I thought that hills would kill me, but I'm still here
- I thought that I couldn't do lunges or dips or high knees, but I did them
- I thought that I wouldn't be able to breath, but I'm still in haling and exhaling
- I thought that any form of physical exercise was impossible, but I'm doing it every day
- I thought that I was a quitter, but I haven't quit
Yo, this is so much more than a physical exercise. I forgot who I was. NO, better yet, I forgot who God has said that I am. I'm going through a re-identification process. With every step, with every mile, with ever tear..........the journey
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LOVE THIS POST.......jog and cry...that's the name of the game. Whatever you do...don't give up...EVER. You know i won't let you anyway!
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