I belong to a gym. It’s not fancy, it’s basically a converted storefront tucked into a strip mall. But the equipment I need for a workout is all there, and I am reasonably dedicated. I try to make sure I get my $9.95/month’s worth of sweat.
So here I am in the little exercise room, just crushing it with my five-pound weights. I am very proud of myself, so right away it’s obvious I am not in touch with reality. As I turn to leave the room, my foot catches the rope snaking through all the weights on the multi-tired shelves. (Apparently there is a ring of kettle bell thieves running amok in my town.) Oopsie.
Have you ever watched those old Hollywood movies with the synchronized swimmers? Picture a camera shot on a spangled suited and bathing capped swimmer. She has an enormous grin on her face, arms up over her head in a prayer position. Then, out of nowhere, she leans sideways and falls into the pool, revealing the next in line who falls in, repeat, repeat. You get the idea.
I was rooted to the floor. I couldn’t believe what was happening. There were even witnesses to my floor show of shame. I knew I was destined for: “You’ll never guess what happened at the gym today” stardom.
What were you trying to teach me Lord? This incident was so random, so funny
(in retrospect)…impossible to ignore. Well, it didn’t take long to get an answer.
Some background. I have some goals for my life right now:
- Pray every day
- Exercise
- Include more food groups in my diet (got carbs and fats covered)
- Make time to write