I certainly wouldn’t say I am enjoying the quarantine. At the start of this thing I managed to get up to 290lbs. And like most men I would love to say what I gained was muscle. But if I’m honest I traded in the intense training that I am used to for a pitiful excuse for a body weight workout. It’s true that you can do effective bodyweight exercises, I just didn’t.
On top of all of that my bathroom scale was weighing light. So I would get on the scale and think everything was fine. I thought I was unaffected by the gyms closing until I went in for my annual physical and almost broke my doctors little scale. I felt sick, I could finally see the truth and I didn’t like it. It was time to make a change. I built a home gym, changed my eating habits, and started training in a way that would make all of my former coaches proud. But the most important thing I did was getting a new scale, one that told the truth, no matter how inconvenient. One that didn’t hold back because it hurt my feelings.
Fast forward 1 month and I’m down 20lbs and improving on all my lifts. I would never have made a change if I was never confronted with the truth. I admit sometimes when the weight wasn’t coming off as fast I desired I longed for the comfort of my old busted scale, the one that told me what I wanted to hear. But once my eyes were opened there was no going back.
I won’t insult anyone’s intelligence by explaining how this applies to our spiritual walk but I will leave you with this verse.
2 Timothy 4
Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort with all long suffering and doctrine.
3 For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears;
4 And they shall turn away their ears from the truth, and shall be turned unto fables.