Annie is playing so I’ve played Tomorrow countless times for so very very very many MANY pre-theatre dinners this week.
Nobody ever asks for any of the other songs from the musical.
Every so often, I check my body fat percentage to make sure the weight that I’m gaining is from muscle.
I spent my twenties in the single digit range. And when I eat right, I can always expect the same results.
So I had a complete melt down + total freak out when I landed squarely at 14% this week.
Until I read this statement in a research article:
” A longtime rule of thumb is the fitness community has been that people tend to gain the most muscle at 10-15% body fat.”
Once again, I am reminded that we are all provided with exactly what we need, when we need it, in order to accomplish what we need.
I guess the only unnecessary fat here is in my own head.
I start a new twelve week cycle next week.
These are fitness phases in which I set specific goals for myself.
This time it’s simple: work the legs on my own without a trainer.
I’ve spent the past twelve weeks being meticulously coached on this one specific body part and now I want to see if I can independently achieve the same success.
But I know I’m not alone.
I have a journal that logs the entire plan I have just completed.
If I have doubts or if I feel like I’m stumbling – all I have to do is pull it out and flip through it.
For the same reason, I do the Read-The-Bible-In-A-Year program in the Daily Bread devotional series.
Things WILL turn out right now.
Someone is on my side.
I don’t have to be holding to my own.
Thinking I’m alone.
I was asked to start a trio and we played together for the first time in public this weekend.
I had a really good time.
I practiced safe sax and the bass player had HUGE wood between his legs.
However, the thing that resonated the most for me was that by doing less, I felt more.
More of the music, more a part of an ensemble, more present.
Sometimes all it takes is being quiet and listening.
More of Him, less of me.