Grateful

I got to go to the gym today. I got to walk in on my own two feet. I got to get a good workout in. I got to move without restriction.

It’s no secret I’ve struggled to find motivation in this season. This morning as I was begrudgingly pushing up the chest press bars, I remembered something.

I know someone who isn’t able to move one of their arms right now. To stand up unassisted is a big deal to her. To pinch together her fingers to pick up a small object is a huge accomplishment. To walk slowly on the treadmill with safeties in place is monumental. She is in the health fight of her life and crushing it!

I know someone else from social media, a friend of some of my friends. She too is in a health fight. Taking a lap around her house is a victory. She also doesn’t have the use of one of her arms right now. Moving from her bed to a chair outside for a few minutes a day is a win. Tiny little things that I take for granted are giant victories for her.

I don’t need motivation. I just need a little gratitude. When I struggled to lift the bar, I thought of my friend picking up that tiny object and moving it to the other side of her chair. When I started dragging, I thought of the brave lady fighting every day to get her health back. And I was grateful.

Today I got to go to the gym. I got to walk in on my own two feet. I got to get a good workout in. I got to grip the bar with both hands. I got to use all of the machines. I got to increase the weights on some and the reps on others. I got to do what a lot of people only wish they could do.

I am grateful.

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