Confession: I don’t really know what motivates someone to run for 26.2 miles, but I’ve always been fascinated by the Ironman competition. I’ve put it on my bucket list to finish one, some day. Although if I’m honest, it seems too unattainable for me. Rheumatoid Arthritis is not very merciful and I’ve never really been an athlete to begin with.
This is what draws me all the more! There’s a deep desire within me that, just like David when he defeated Goliath, I could beat the odds, work really hard… and not die on such a race (hey I’m NOT that optimistic. I don’t want to win it! I just want to do it!). I think that’s something that calls to all of us in one way or another; we all aspire to DO that which feels a little out of reach – like buying a house, or building a successful blog legacy, or losing the pregnancy weight I’ve been carrying the past 7 years (did I say that outloud?).
Do I have your permission to get a little real here?
- “Women’s Fitness” online is a JOKE. The perception of what a “fit woman” looks like is based on the expensive “work out” attire they want to sell you and has nothing to do with what REAL WOMEN look like! If I wait until I look like Kate Hudson or Carrie Underwood do start getting serious about my fitness… Well let’s just say don’t hold your breath.
- BMI = Bolony of Mass Idignation. By my BMI standards I’m obese… and apparently so is P!nk, who looks like she could squat a buick. I know I need to lose weight for healthier joints, but I’m never going to see 140 lbs – I kissed that weight goodbye in Jr. High.
- I’m not motivated enough to do this alone. Who really wants to get up at 6am to exercise? Who wants to go for a run instead of taking a glorious and much needed nap? Who says they enjoy lifting weights?! Masochists, every single one of you! Whether it’s laziness or RA-related fatigue, I’d rather be on a recliner, reading. (Ok, I’m not that bad. I’m just not that commited!).
- I love to eat all kinds of foods. I don’t go hangry, and I don’t diet. I may cut CRAP out for periods at a time (Carbonated drinks, Refined Sugars, Artificial Flavors, and Processed foods). I will not lose weight by restrictive eating… and I don’t believe that’s healthy for you either.
So it’s not about a size on my pants, or a number on the scale, or finishing first in the “Why Not Tri” Triathlon I registered our family for in June. At the end of the day, when my knees sound like I’m hiding a bag of Cheetos in there, and I can’t raise my arms above my head or hold a pencil because the swelling can get so bad…
… I just want to celebrate what my body CAN do! I want to look at myself in the mirror and say, “Yeah! This girl swims 30 minutes every week! And she has ran up to 8 miles straight! And she can Zumba for hours!”
Isn’t it time we faced fitness as the godly women that we are? With a foundation on Biblical truths and not the condemnation of failing to meet some photoshopped worldly standard? With rejoicing in that we are truly “fearfully and wonderfully made”?
So this is why I’m saying: Let’s do an Ironman!
My small group leaders (who are very healthy both spiritually and physically) and I came up with this idea, having just completed another exercise challenge, of doing a Lazy Ironman. It means we do an Ironman but spread out over two months (or more).
- Swim 2.4 miles.
- Bike 112 miles.
- Run 26.2 miles.
- If you do any other non-mileage related activity, you can credit a mile for every 15 minutes of exercise towards any of these activities.
- Complete by July 1st, 2017.
Well I had so much fun creating my little spreadsheet to track my miles, that I decided to share it with you! I would love for you to join me in this challenge. We even have a private Facebook group for motivation and support – just email me/private message me through Facebook and I’d be happy to add you!
Are you ready to do a Lazy Ironman with me? Click to download your tracking log and get started.
Just make sure you get the Doctor’s approval first, ok? Don’t go hurting yourself. I’m not a medical professional or a fitness professional. I’m just a mom, standing in front of a mirror, trying to get into a pair of jeans without using all my yoga skills. I’m going to move a little every day – at least 30 minutes – and I’m inviting you to move with me!
Can’t wait until we can look back and see all we were able to do in these very bodies. Writing it down makes a world of difference.
What are some frustrations you face in trying to be fit?