Embodiment?

Can we all agree that bacon is amazing? Before i go on with my post, i just want to clear that up because it will come back later...

i dont really embody myself well. Recently, i finished this book called Real Sex by Lauren Winner on a very unpopular subject popularly known as chastity. Tossing chastity aside for this post, (scandalous ;) i'd like to talk about a specific point in her book. Theo-speak follows: Winner talks about how the body is a created thing just like the spirit is a created thing and how they are both to be redeemed in the future.

The way i took that is that the body is important too. Therefore the idea that we are to spiritually evolve out of our bodies is unbalanced. Now if i walked up to somebody on the street and asked them, "are you trying to evolve to the point where you dont need a body anymore?" they would probably look at me very strangely. But growing up in the Christian worldview, this is how i have acted. i have acted in a way that makes me think that God thinks my body is ugly or not useful. And it might not be too far for me to think other people act this way too.

All that to say: i dont embody myself well. Especially lately. Last week i think i ate out for half of my meals that week. i havent run or exercised in forever. And the other morning i woke up and decided that i would like to finish all that bacon i had left over from my individual tribute to the month of April (National Grilled Cheese Month), and then i followed that meal the next week with my friends as we celebrated by eating about 3-4 grilled cheese sandwiches each and washed it down with 2 cans of Dr. Pepper. i've kept really strange hours, sleeping in, waking up early, i stayed up until 3 AM last night for the first time in who knows how long.

And my body is pissed! Let me tell you. i think i'm reaping emotional consequences as a result of screwing with my health! Two days ago i was alternatingly irritable and depressed.

Another thing. This could be a whole post on its own, but i have no idea how to use my body outside of sports, and its a very small list of sports. i can play frisbee, run, and... well, maybe that's it. Do video games count?

i cant dance. One friend of mine, after watching me butcher a line dance said, "James, you move like a stick" in the sweetest tone of voice ever. i wasnt mad because i knew of the truth of the statement. My dance style is characterized by an inability to dance and it makes for good entertainment and fun for everybody. i think that's great, dancing is for fun and i have fun.

So there's a theological way to say, "man i've been super lazy and super negligent." Good thing i get to spend the month of June working out and enjoying the outdoors in Maine at Acadia!

Sweet... Acadia.

Lest you think this is a "woe is me" post, well, dont think that. i'm disappointed in myself, but thinking about how horribly i ate last week is astoundingly funny and i see nothing but room for improvement (especially with my dance moves).

pass the bacon.