What do you mean I'm not perfect?

I felt proud of myself as I completed my daily workout three days in a row, and then, like a tidal wave, it hit me. I felt a pain cascading through my chest.
Did I eat too ferociously after working out? Was it gas? Or did my fiber capsule get stuck in my chest?
I panicked and did what I knew best.
I prayed. "God, what is wrong with me?
Please help me."
When the pain didn't subside, I sought the sympathy of my Serenity while lying in bed. She offered to make me tea, but I decided I wanted to try to sleep instead. 

My nap took me to a place of rest, which woke me up with an answer for my pain. First, I got a reminder that my body wasn't perfect. :) Then, the memory of my childhood nemesis came back to my mind—or should I say, it came back to my chest. Costochondritis is "a benign cause of chest wall pain resulting from inflammation of the costal cartilage, which connects the ribs to the sternum." 

Guess what triggers it?

Rigorous EXERCISE:((((( The vision of me getting my last bent over Rear Deltoid Fly, it stung me, releasing the inflammation that I was feeling in my chest. I jumped up, grabbed my phone, and called "Google." "How can I relieve the pain of my Costochondritis?"
An instantaneous answer descended from above and informed me that heat or cold compress would bring me sweet relief. I whipped out my heating pad and placed it gingerly on my chest. Within 5 minutes, I felt the pain evaporating from my chest cavity. I was healed and armed with the remedy for tomorrow's 
workout! 

Turning 45 was a gift! My body is a gift! An imperfect one, but still a gift! 
I am committed to becoming stronger and wiser in this season. 

Please share this with someone who might enjoy reading this excerpt from "This season" of my life.