Boot Camp Blues

I thought I was doing fine. . . I had been prayer "walking" with my friends four days every week. My prayer life was strengthened and we were so encouraged when we finished. Two of my prayer walking buddies have been sick, so I am on my own this week. I had felt for a while that I needed to up my routine, so I thought their sickness was my opportunity to try out some "more intense" exercise. This morning I went back to boot camp, after not going for several months. I love my prayer walking friends and haven't wanted to miss our times together, so was content to do very low impact exercise paired with high-impact prayer. This morning I could have used some high-impact prayers! After one hour of sheer torture to this 50+ body, I came to the realization that my friends had led me down the path of destruction - destruction of my muscles, that is. After boot camp/torture, I could barely make it up the stairs to my condo this morning! Just leaning over to shave my legs was painful! What a dilemma I find myself in. What shall I choose? Torture and rock- solid abs and triceps or Prayer walking and sagging cellulite with a Rock-solid heart? Oh my, decisions, decisions. There must be a balance here. Maybe I will just soak my sore muscles in the tub tonight and pray about it!