Stories about faith, fitness, and the healing of broken hearts, minds, and bodies 

He was an older dad, a 70-year-old gentleman, who served as the head of his department at the state university. He drove a Beemer and...

Lord, I don't feel like doing this today, but by my authority in Jesus, I cast away my emotions of (say whatever emotions hold you back—unwillingness, complacency, apathy, laziness, sadness, depression). Lack of motivation has no power over me. I disown it. It no longer controls me. My physical and mental health are no longer jeopardized. My body must follow what I speak into the spiritual. Holy Spirit, fill me with Your presence. You supply all my needs (Philippians 4:19), i

Preacher will do anything for a treat. At least, I thought he would. Preach is a wild man at heart. He would take full advantage of our countryside if he were released on his own. But I want him to stay nearby, so I use treats as an incentive while training him to take walks. Preach usually trots alongside Itty-Bitty, staying attentive to my high-pitched cue “treat.” But one day, he sniffed his own path and wandered out of sight from Itty. When the two met back up, Preach for

She came to work out. Instead, she spent the hour telling me about what her daughter was going through at school. I know how to guide a person into their routine, but there are times when people just need to vent. Some call it therapy, and it’s as much of a release for them as exercising. I empathized as she stood before me, hands flailing, tears surfacing. She reminded me of the many parents I’ve talked to over the years who desperately want to save their children from bully

I know what it feels like to step in front of a plyometric box, recall a misstep, and feel my shin throb. To resist performing the same...

In the middle of my to-do list, I dumped 30 ounces of water, dousing the shirt I planned to wear the rest of the day. It was a minor...