I used to believe that if it really came down to it, should something terrible happen to me, and I'm faced with life or death...I used to believe that I did not have it in me to fight for my life. I would always say, "If that happened to me, I would die." Mostly I thought this because I knew my body, I knew what it was capable of, I knew what I could and could not do. I thought I would die, because I could not get this body to move. (I remember there were times when my kids would have fallen, they would have blood all over them, and I could only walk quickly to them, as I was unable to run.....How terrible is that?)
In watching the 911 programs yesterday, I was sobered by the reality of what the people in the World Trade Center buildings had to go through. Not only were they confused, terrified, horrified and a whole host of other emotions that I cannot even image...but they were also faced with the reality that they needed to get out of those buildings to save their lives. If they were ambulatory, some of them had to endure 80+ flights of stairs to safety ~ some even had to do that with injuries!
If it was January 2010 and I were in one of those buildings, as fat and unhealthy that I was, I would not have been able to get myself out of the building alive. Back then, I could barely go down 2 short flights of stairs without being winded. I could not imagine trying to do that with 80 flights of stairs and scared out of my mind. I don't think I could have done it on my own. Sure I might have made it with help, but then I'm burdening someone else and maybe jeopardizing their life to save my sorry out of shape butt.
I thought of this the whole day yesterday.
After coming this far, losing some of the weight and getting stronger, I feel now, I could save myself in an emergency. I am even strong enough to maybe help someone else out if needed. (Except for my sore back....it's feeling a little better today - even with that, I would still be able to do it)
Side note: My hubby left for work a little while ago.....as I am writing now, all I hear are sirens.....Lots of them. I am worried....Do you ever do this? I am sure he is OK! (I refuse to worry, until I need to)
Back to my post....
While I was thinking about this post last night, other words came to me ~ Fight...Face your Fears.....Don't give up......You can do it!!!
As I was praying to the Lord about all of this He gave me this scripture: I can do everything through him who gives me strength. Philippians 4:13
All this to say, that I am more motivated to get this weight off and get super strong. I know now, that if I am ever faced with a situation like this, I will remember that I want to live....I will fight for my life....I will face my fears....I won't give up....and I will do it with the Lords strength.
Are you getting stronger every day?