Have you ever decided that you're going to do something and then when you don't do it you feel pretty crummy about it? And then every time you think about that thing you feel like you're too far gone to do anything about it? That's kind of how I feel about this blog. I go through spurts that are really good and then other times there's a lot of silence. So I'm here to tell you that the truth of the matter is this: it's a lie – we're never too far gone!
I've shared before on this blog about my journey of health and fitness and today I'm going to share some more! It's really good… keep reading!
This spring I was at a all time low in my weight battle and my self esteem was just as low of not lower. I was working hard (so I thought) and wasn't receiving results for the time was I putting in. I felt for so long that I still looked pregnant – our last gem is now 2. I just didn't understand.
Then one morning I remembered a local gym for women I went to years ago talking about how common it is to have a weak public floor as well as having diastasis after having kids. So I dug a little deeper into it and spoke with my family doctor about my findings. She confirmed I had diastasis. It felt so good having a reason why I wasn't progressing.
Diastasis (it's a separation of your abdomon) looks like this
The ladies at the gym connected me with the physiotherapist who specializes in diastasis and pelvic floor. She confirmed that my gap was four fingers wide!
I met with her once every two weeks or so. I would come home do the exercises she gave me to do. Truthfully I didn't do them every day. I continued at the gym and physio and was feeling pretty good. In early June a few friends and I went to a conference in a different city. On the second day we were asked what in our lives did we want God to heal. Was it in finances, physical health, a relationship, etc.. I sat there and asked God to heal my diastasis. I was specific. "Heal it. Make it half a finger to a finger wide" HE DID. For the next few hours I felt changes happening to my body. It was amazing! The following Tuesday I had a scheduled appointment with my physiotherapist. When she checked she was pleased to say that it was now 1 finger wide. Say what!? Yup! I was discharged that day. Yay!
I can't express how this has changed my life!!! I truly believe that once Jesus touches your life (any area of your life) you can't go back to living the old way. The diastasis is what made me look pregnant, I now know that if I make changes in my habits I will see true results. This may sound funny but I don't want to ruin what Jesus did.
See, just a few months ago, I pretty much lost all hope of fitting into my clothes comfortably. I believed a lie that my efforts were useless and that I was too far gone. But God had other plans! Better ones. Ones where freedom and healing were and are involved. You know, you're never too far gone, we just need to wait for His Timing.