I feel like a hostage in my own home. UGH…..so we had this tropical storm come through and I’m no newbie to hurricanes, my goodness we lived in Florida. BUT it’s been about 10 years since we’ve experienced one, so I’ll admit I got caught up in fear. I was panicked when Jeff was at the grocery store, before the storm hit and said the store, “looked like a bomb went off and they have NO water” Sure I was scared, all these what ifs started running through my head……..oh fear, how easily you entangle me.
Then I planned to go to the gym yesterday, but I didn’t get out the door at my normal 6am bell so by the time I thought I’d actually get out the door, my son starts freaking out, “no mom don’t go, please stay home” Again I gave into fear
And guess what I learned?
Fear is stupid! I was a hostage in my own home over a little bit of rain, that’s it. Now I know that just before we moved here Texans had massive flooding and I get that. So don’t think I’m saying that you shouldn’t take storm warnings seriously because I am NOT saying that at all. I’m saying that every day and every situation needs to be evaluated on a case by case basis.
So yes its still raining this morning and yes I woke up thinking I would skip the gym, but guess what I’m going to venture out an go. Now if the roads are horrible or it gets to crazy to drive, I’ll turn my hiney around and come home. BUT I have to at least try because not only am I going nuts my blood pressure is having issues, I need to do cardio for my health that is just the bottom line!