My body’s not the same as it once was.
I used to work out 6x a week. I did cross fit. I ran. I lifted heavy.
Now, I have a 5k walkathon next week that I legitimately have to prepare my body for. I used to run miles on miles everyday just for fun, and now I have to practice how to walk 3.1.
I could be frustrated that my body’s basically back to phase one. I could feel ashamed that I’m not as physically capable as I once was. I could see it as a blow to my confidence.
I could easily give in to these thoughts, but I know what I should do instead.
I should be gentle with myself. I should understand that my body is simply at a different phase right now. I should listen to it and meet it where it’s at. And should I take my time and my body into consideration.
My body’s not the same as it once was, and I’m learning that that’s okay. My body has been through hell and back. I may not be able to lift the weights or run the distances that I once could, but, in a different kind of way, my body’s stronger than ever after all that it’s gone through.
So, it’s a choice that I have to make. I could choose to be angry at my body, but I think I’ll choose to love it instead. I’ll choose to love it for all that it’s done and all that it still can do. It may not be the same, but aren’t we meant to change?