As part of my goal to lose 100 pounds, I’ve taken our lead pastor up on his offer to join him at the gym.  Three days a week we hit the tread mill, lift some weights and then head off.

I’ve had some other experiences with gym memberships and have never really stuck with any of them.  I think this is because I’ve gone with friends or with Jenn and I always got to the point when I decided that I cared less about flaking on them than I did about getting out of bed early in the morning.

This makes Pastor Steve a perfect gym buddy.  He’s my boss and so bailing on him is not exactly an option.  Consequently, I’ve been to the gym three times this week (hitting the goal right out of the shoot) and am feeling good (except for the soreness). 

It’s also been very cool to get to know Steve a little better, talk life and ministry.  He’s a pretty smart dude. 

So, I’m pretty convinced that this is going to be a long lasting thing this time (cuz frankly, I couldn’t get out now even if I wanted to).  All I have to do now is get over the fact that a guy twice my age is sort of kicking my butt in the gym!