As some of you may remember, I used to work out in the wee early hours of the morning with a friend. Sadly, I had to change gyms, and couldn’t work out with him anymore. But, I talked to him yesterday, and he’s finally seen the light and joined the gym James, Josh and I frequent (or infrequent, as the case may be). The great news about this is that I’ll be able to re-start my early morning workouts. Now, just so you know, I hate the morning. I hate waking up. I love sleep, probably too much for my own good. (That’s evident in the fact that when we changed gyms, I stopped going in the morning to workout.)

So, my friend’s sudden change of gyms has given me the opportunity to return to what I feel is a better schedule for myself. It takes a lot of discipline, but I think it makes me much more productive. I know that I should be doing it, but having someone depend on me being there in the mornings is really what makes me force myself out of bed. I hate to disappoint people, and I know that this friend will be disappointed and call me out on not being there. It doesn’t hurt that he isn’t a Christian, and indeed is one of my One Shot friends. So I want to give him every reason to believe in my God. That includes not skipping out on workouts.

The moral of the story? Sometimes we can use our own fears (in my case the fear of disappointing people) to help us become better people (for me, more disciplined).