One of the things I love about being here at the MTC is the gym time that we are given each day. My first day, I spent thirty minutes on the elliptical trainers while watching a talk that Elder Bednar gave at General Conference on a giant flat-screen television, and then I spent twenty minutes doing Jillian Michaels-style compound movements (e.g static lunge with a bicep curl).
The next day, I was sore all over, but I knew that it was a "good" sore. It meant that I had pushed myself and that in a few days, my body would be healthier for having pushed myself. And I realized that even though my first week at the MTC seemed to be going ever-so-easily, it wouldn't always be so comfortable. Heavenly Father would, without a doubt, push me to become a stronger, more capable woman. And sure enough, he has. I'm 25 and I have lived on my own for nearly a decade. I can survive if I don't get a letter from family and friends. Some of my fellow district missionaries are not at that point yet. And so I'm realizing that I need to be more tolerant of them - at least when it comes to non-essentials.
On another note, the gym now offers P90X workouts for everyone. I've written a lot of the exercises down so that I can do them throughout the mission. I expect to come home transformed, like Sarah Connor from the Terminator movies. And I don't just mean physically.
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