I realized that I had not posted yesterday and I had not wrote a thing about today yet. Hardly- a great word to describe my attempt at caring for my physical body today.

I slept in. So no 25 minutes of exercise or listening to an audiobook.

I did drink at least 25 ounces of water.

I did not food journal so no clue if my blood sugar unhealthily spiked. Not sure if I mentioned it but the why behind my eating plan. If I eat according to my gestational diabetes plan then I know I am not overloading my body with carbs and taxing my system. While I was pregnant I was given guidelines and if I could not live by them then I was going to have to inject myself with insulin. I HATE needles so I keep up with the plan. Since having gestational diabetes I now have a 60% higher chance of developing actual diabetes so that is good motivation to eat within these guideline though I have not since I was last pregnant which was 15 years ago. So it is a good time to start to try to avoid diabetes.

So I hardly worked on my health today and that is ok. The stinky thing about many of these physical challenges is that they are often primarily just that- physical. And we are so much more than our bodies. We are body, mind and spirit. So much in our society focuses on the outward shell. We reduce thinking about our body by defining it with numbers and measurements. But our bodies are the vehicle in which we exist in the world.

I may not have exercised but I used my voice to encourage a weary new mama and wife.

I used my voice and my hands to comfort a young man struggling to believe he is worth the space he takes up in this world.

I used my body to ride bikes to the park and swing on the swings with my 8 year old son.

I used my voice to read a chapter to my son for his bedtime process.

I used my body to drive my daughter and her friend to a football game.

I used my body to eat food on a date with my husband.

So my body has served me well. I did not need to feel bad since I did not exercise or keep some challenge. We do great disservice to our bodies to reduce them to a pants size. The chapter I am reading in Jen Hatmaker’s newest book, Fierce, Free and Full of Fire is all about being thankful for our bodies instead of despising this amazing miracle that does so much for us.

So today I will celebrate my body.