Posted on Monday, December 3, 2012
in Emotional, Relational, Social, Spiritual, Values
For months my son Josh would invite me to join him at the gym he works out at. Sometimes I went, sometimes I didn’t.
More often than not I had an excuse not to; I was too tired or busy (or lazy).
When I was young and fit, fitness seemed to take so much less work.
When I was “little” I was full of energy. I’d play all day only stopping when I had to go back home.
I’d annoy my parents by getting up too early.