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I watched my child give the shirt off his back yesterday.

He’s on the 7th grade B Team. The shirts are far too big for any of the junior high boys, as they are hand-me-downs from the high school.

Jonah weighs 84 pounds and is counting the days until I let him lift. And because the shirts are so big, most of the kiddos wear Under Armor beneath their jersey. It is a MUST for Jonah!

So with seconds left in the game I look over and realize I could see more of Jonah’s skin than I could a few minutes prior.

I wait for him to get dressed and come over to me after the game. I say, “Jonah, what happened to your Under Armor.”

(Cause that stuff ain’t cheap, y’all!)

He causally points to the A game already in progress and says, “Number four. He forgot his.”

And I wanted to say, “Do you know how much that little red piece of fabric cost me?”

But thank goodness I controlled my reaction. Because immediately it struck me that my child had done a good thing. He shared something important to him and he chose to trust the other kid to take care of it and bring it back to him.

But I have learned to control my reaction to things. That was a big factor in my losing weight.

When my immediate reaction to sadness was to eat, I learned another way.

When my gut was telling me to skip the gym, I learned to ignore it.

Gut reactions are not always the ones you should go with. And I know every other morning exerciser will agree with me here…

Every single time my alarm goes off at 4:00AM, my gut tells me to shut that alarm off and catch another hour or two of sleep.

My gut hates me, because I ignore it every single time.

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