Life is a gift.
Today, I was mentally and physically exhausted. It was not because the work out was challenging then before, but it was because I wasn’t able to focus 100%, give 100% into my effort. I managed to pull 5 miles on the treadmill but I was dying inside, instead of focusing on my workout, I was focusing on the relationship that I just got out—it hurts. My mind was spinning and asking questions, looking for reasons to comfort myself. I’ve tried to hate the person, but I wasn’t able to, because there is only love in me. I still love the person, a lot, a lot. I started working on my triceps and biceps, did 30 each, then I just gave up.
During dinner, mom talked about a family that she knew, a 20 years old girl and her mother was hospitalized today, and might not make it tomorrow due to an unknown illness. It was at that moment, I realized how fragile and precious life is. My problem suddenly seem small, seem as it was nothing compared to the issue this family is going through. It was then, that I started to appreciate the life that was given to me, and I started to appreciate that I was able to move, to open my eyes, to breathe, and to have my health. I started to realize there are many great relationships waiting for me, but if I don’t have my health, I would not be able to be in one. My health is importance to me. My body is importance to me. Life is importance to me. I promised myself to take a good care of this body, redefined it, live it.
Tomorrow is a brand new day, and I promised myself to have the body that I deserve.
