So March 22nd-23rd I’m attending a 2-day seminar through RRCA (Road Runner’s Club of America) to become a certified Running Coach.
As if that wasn’t insane enough, I may or may not have lost my ever-lovin mind and signed up for THIS Saturday evening…
February 3rd, I’ll be staring a 9-week course to become a Certified Personal Trainer through NASM (National Academy of Sports Medicine).
Let me preface this by saying I am not the strongest person. I am not the fastest runner. I will never be the next Jillian Michaels. I have no desire to be. I don’t want to train professional athletes. All I know is that God has taught me a lot this past year about health, wellness, and what it means to have balance in all areas of your life and He’s given me a passion that is out of control and I need to pursue it.
All I know is that I’m being led to pursue this for whatever reason. Given I am a woman of strong faith, I don’t question the stuff God places on my heart. I know that in good time, His purpose for all things will be revealed. It always is.
I know this…I understand a person’s struggles with diet, exercise, and starting a daily fitness routine. I understand how comforting food can be when at the end of the day you wanna bury yourself in a Family Size bag of Doritos. I understand that running is hard. I understand that it’s not fun to have Jillian screaming at you from your TV screen and that you feel like death trying to keep up with her partner who is “modifying” the exercises for you. I get it because I’ve been there. I was the overweight, unhappy, sluggish person who just ate herself to oblivion every single night after a hard day. I was the girl who “scoffed” at people who “worked out.” I found comfort in bread, chocolate, and diet pop (soda for ya’ll down south). I was the girl who watched her double-digit jean sizes keep rising and rising and rising. That was me.
I don’t know what God has in store for me through all of these certifications, but I am looking forward to seeing what that is. I am hoping that through my own experiences, and the fact that I can relate to a person’s struggles will make me a better choice for those who choose to work with me in the future. I told my husband this morning, my priority in this venture is not money. I am simply going to be happy if I can help one person change their life and learn to live it to their true potential with the gift of health.
That will make ALL of this worth every second.
Because this stuff isn’t just a game, people. This is TOUGH coursework that kicks my butt. But if it helps me get to a place where I can give back to others, then so be it.
I trust God knows what’s up, cuz my brain is screaming this is INSANITY, but my heart feels all warm and fuzzy that I’m doing the right thing.