There are no words but I’m going to try.

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I can not express what this journey has meant to me.   From being shocked by being chosen in the first place to be a GHS RBL to being shocked by winning the 5K today.  If I were to try to express what has happened to me in this 12 weeks, I’ll be writing for days.  I have grown spiritually, mentally, emotionally and physically.    I realize now that I have been my own worst enemy.   And in saying that “I can’t” I’m telling God, “He can’t”  Oh, sure, he can have Rob Dempsey be successful on his quest to lose weight and get healthy, but not me.  I’m 60 and I hurt and I suffer depression and I’m too busy and I can’t.

But guess what, God can.   When I got to the end of myself and gave up, God said, “Come on, baby girl.  I’ve got a plan for you.  Let me show you what I CAN DO thru you.”

A year ago, I was over 180 pounds of flubber.  I couldn’t have walked around the track ONE TIME without pain.   I was depressed and angry.    I had sadness that hung on me though you may see me smile…

Fast Forward….A few ah-ha moments happened just lately that pushed me through to make today possible.

Physically – Jeff said to me that when I’m doing strength training, I should be working to the point of failure…..your body can do more than you think……hmmmm

Mentally – I found out I am a bit, no a LOT competitive still.   An at-home lady came into the cafe at the Y and said her app said she and her friend had run the 5K in 30 minutes….WHAT!!!   Nobody can do that….and I filed away that thought…..hmmmmm

I spoke with Brooke at the Y about WHY can’t I keep running!  Others were going, going, going like little ever-ready bunnies around and around and I always stopped….there’s a hill….just too tired…. HIT A WALL.   Brook simply said that it was probably a mental thing that I just thought I couldn’t…That if I just did it, that I would get a second wind and carry on… hmmmmm.

Spiritually – God and I have talked a lot.   A LOT!  There were too many coincedences that were not coincedences….The group that was put together for the GHS RBL group has meshed into a team of friends that will always pray and pull for each other way past today.  Leslie Knox and Brian Sumner being our leaders and mentors and friends and teachers and encouragers…..priceless.   Leslie’s devotions at meetings were spot-on.  The stories that we shared were in confidence and in our hearts forever.   As my friend Regina says, “Everybody has got a story…”

My Jesus and I are so close now….for that fact, He’s IN ME!  I know. Every other christian knows that but it’s different… I’ve always treated Jesus an an external power to be my helper…to come hold my hand through something when I need Him.   But scripture like, “For me to live IS Christ.” has a whole new meaning.   And, “I have been crucified with Christ, and it is no longer I that live, but Christ lives in me.”   Jesus doesn’t want to be our helper, He wants to be our very life.

I could go on and on… especially about what happened as a pure miracle today.   I’m 10 pounds lighter on this 12 week journey but the value and the joy that I have discovered this past 12 weeks,  I feel wind under my peds and wings on my back.  Life is truly a blessing and I want to be a servant in any way that Jesus sees to lead me.   Team RBL 2017….Carry on!

Rainy Day Blues

It’s quiet and cloudy…Climbing back in bed would be my body’s first choice.   But experience has taught me that staying OUT of bed when that desire hits, will keep me from being “tied” to a bed before my time.     So I put on my RBL shirt and head to the Y!  Where it’s bright with folks smiling (sunshine on the inside)  and I have no regrets!


Week 12

What a journey!

It’s been feast and famine for 11 weeks….Big accomplishments….life challenges….backing up….then small accomplishments…then BIG again!

I have learned most of my fight is in my head….I have redefined who I am….who I think I am.

I am a 60-year-old woman on a journey to health.  Whether I get busy or hurt…whether I blow a diet plan or fast, it’s KNOWING that I am Jesus’s little girl that is loved and am OK in this life and eternity.    I want my body to cooperate with my mind when I am claiming the truth from my Jesus.

This 5K on Saturday is only the end of a short chapter with a whole lot more book to be written.

Testing the 5K

Pushing myself to try to get around the 5K already…Feeling good about it.   It’s interesting to see others running/walking  too.  One Angel named A J was out there…walking  then running….Bless his heart.  He was pouring sweat at the end of a run so I passed him….Well, he didn’t like that so he cranked it back up and we came back to the Y saying, ” Come on…You push me and I’ll push you…..Just a few more steps….Almost there.”  It was great.



Another first….Always when I’m about halfway through one of these “first” , I’m saying to myself…well, at least I tried it.   This time it was BODY COMBAT.   Things hurt….I hear sucks for air when I get out of a chair.  More muscles…I thought I had discovered all the muscle groups…WRONG…

I didn’t see a tank in the gym when I was kicking and shuffling and punching but obviously it was there and ran right over me.

I’ll be there next week.


So I heard that for the 5K, there would be no break-down competitions by age.  And being not-in-the-lesser-years catagory, I felt the anxiety set in.  That’s not fair!   I can’t win.  Why am I doing this then?    Then we had a chat.

Myself and I had a convo.   #1…It’s not really about the 5K.   That is just a finale placed at the end of the 12 weeks as a celebration.  #2… What really matters?   That I’m there.   That I followed through and finished the program.  That I crossed the finish line.

But there’s more…That’s really just Chapter 1.  NOW, I continue the story.   I plan on joining the Y and making it a part of a habit.   I plan on doing more 5K to have more chapters to write.    In September I plan on doing a 3 day/30 mile Pledge for Pink/Tutus for Tatas walk/run in Hilton Head.   So I need to set goal after goal to keep driving me to go farther and do better and be the best I can be.    And it’s not about me…

I have many mission trips that I want to take and be used by my Jesus.   God has given me ability to be strong so I have few physical distractions from serving him.  Within His will, of course….As I’ve said before, there’s not much over which we have control so I need to be responsible for blessings I’ve been given.

So my old spirit says I have to be the winner of the competition.   Truth says I am a winner in the eyes of my Jesus.   That’s all that matters.



Pushing Onward!

Had a great workout today.  I was able to do all the weights as suggested in ActivTrax.  Did my maximum “best”.   While watching the movie in the media room, I jogged/walked a 5K on the treadmill.   I’ll try to better my time tomorrow.  Going to try to speed the 5K to 45 minutes.

Not bad for a Monday after “springing forward” this weekend.  Why does losing one hour make you feel like you need a nap for the next three days?   LOL.

So proud of my teammates as they represent RBL on HIS RADIO.  They all have done a great job.

New Week

I was out of townthis weekend and had a great time in Mt Pleasant with 70 or so fabulous friends from First Baptist-Simpsonville!   But with that came buffets of food!  Mostly I made good food choices but oh my goodness! that’s unreal temptation!

The weekend was much needed spiritually so with that as my armour now, I will jump on back to the gym and work off that buffet food!

Is there something about week 5?

Is there something about doing something for a month?  Is that the deal?  Do you justify that “OK, I’ve done it for  a while…Did OK.  But I’m tired now and I want to go back to my old comfortable habits.”

I had a little discussion with some of the other RBLs tonight and we all were in the worse mood today.  Tired, sore, a little disheartened….just blah.    Not exactly hangry but just kinda grumpy.   Was it the moon?  Because it was Monday?    Hard to pinpoint.

I realized that, in the past, THIS would be the time that I would have dropped out.  Said to myself,  “Man, I’ve got to get some other stuff done.  This workout regiment is taking so much time.   I’ll come back to it next month but this month…not so much.”  And next month would never come.

And I gained a couple of pounds back.  That’s discouraging.    I’ve got a lot of projects “in my face” that I need to be focusing on.   But I need to CHANGE MY MIND on the importance of this new lifestyle that I have come to know as RBL.

It helped trememdously to see the others at the Y tonight and to hear their same feelings.  It helped to go to a new cycling class and complain together that “We’re going to hurt tomorrow.”   But laugh because we all tried something new together.     No doubt the best take-away from RBL has been meeting the great people in the GHS YMCA group.   I’m sure we will stay friends long beyond this 12 weeks.

I’m concerned about feeling discouraged and blue about the journey but I’m thinking it’s just part of it.  The excitement of being the WINNER of RBL has worn off and now it’s just the plugging through it and making it happen. Now we realize that what we won was the opportunity to do something very difficult and it meant some major changes. And it just plain hurts….bad…  It’s making me wonder, “Did I really want this?”

Yes, I do.

Tomorrow is another day and in my mind, I know I’ve done the right thing to make these choices that I chosen these past weeks.  So with that knowledge, I’ll move on.   Physically, be prepared to be sore tomorrow due to todays cycling class.  Mentally, be prepared to progress because of knowledge of good decisions.  Emotionally, accept that this is part of the journey but not the end just a speed-bump.  Spiritually, tune in to the peace and joy of Jesus, and just take a deep breath, get some rest and move on. And be grateful….be very, very grateful.