P90X is sweeping through my group of friends, a couple of whom are official trainers. I borrowed the foot-thick bundle of DVDs for a while and after doing the Yoga X routine, it sat and collected dust on my TV—silently accusing me each time I piled the latest Netflix and library movie on top of it. There’s just no way to jump around in the morning while the kids sleep a floor below me.
So, I tried the Total Body Workout at the rec center this morning. Felt like a lower impact P90X workout—muscle confusion and hopping around and such—except I was the only guy there and the second youngest. The barriers I had to overcome were these: gender scarcity and pride at first, then knee pain and atrophied muscles. I was able to dismiss the first two and focus on the movements—felt good stretch that part of my brain and focus it on pushing through the second two.
The class kicked my ass, and it hurt so good. Just right for where I am physically. Came home to freshly baked banana bread and Psalm 86—both compliments of my wife. We read the Psalm three times Lectio style and ended with an prayer for help from the Orthodox prayer book my friend Scott Cairns gave me. Not sure about the theology of suffering in that prayer, but the words asking for help felt right.
The kids weren’t into the Lectio at all—surprise surprise…we haven’t exactly fostered a lifestyle or appreciation of spiritual or physical practices. But they did listen a little bit and Ameena recounted the story of David and Goliath (“David asked God for help to make Goliath dead. Then he swung a rock in his parachute and hit Goliath in the forehead with it”). Hard to focus kids on the spiritual lesson of that really violent, not kid friendly Bible story.
David asked for help. He still had to keep running for his life, so exactly how God answered his prayers is still up for debate. I guess his faith was strengthened in the way muscles are—stress, small tears, fatigue, and a little rest equals strength. My spiritual muscles are weak—maybe I am Acedic. I’m in the ring with Goliath. Lord have mercy.