How to Reach Your Target Heart Rate without Getting Out of Bed

How to Reach Your Target Heart Rate without Getting Out of Bed

They say you cannot remember pain.

I say… they have never torn their calf muscle and plantar fasciitis.

I still have nightmares about it.  I liken it to a Charlie-horse that gave way.

Or to a gunshot wound.

I remember the song playing: Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leopard.  I remember the choreography, I had made up on the fly.  I remember I still smelled of chlorine, having just taught two water aerobics classes back to back, immediately after teaching a spin class.

I remember the instructor who said, “Are you sure?  I can take it; I just need to leave about 10 minutes early?”

“No, go ahead!” I chimed.

The noon kickboxing class was one I hadn’t ever taught.  As the director of the group exercise program, I prided myself on being able to teach almost anything.  But, I wasn’t prideful at the moment that I blew out my calf and arch.

Two pops felt deep within my soul were the alarms that echoed in my bones.

One of the ladies asked if I was okay.

I smiled, sweat pooling and vomit rising in my throat.  “Yes.  I just need a second.”

I kept teaching, with verbal cues.  The room spun and searing pain was my new companion.

I could be the poster child for “Pride Goeth before the Fall.”

10 months later, 45 pounds heavier I could still reach target heart rate and beyond – just by the mind games I played with myself.









Need I go on?


Let me know if you need any more adjectives.

Steroid shots, pain killers, and Pita chips seemed to be my new routine.   When I finally was released from wearing the hottest and most uncomfortable orthotic boot on the planet I put on new running shoes and headed out the front door for a walk/jog, determined to capture the wellness I had adored.  At the end of the driveway, I crawled back into the house, collapsing on the living room floor in hysterics.

I recounted one of the first things someone said to me after the initial injury.

“God needed you flat on your back to show you that exercise was a false idol.  You should thank Him for knocking you on your butt.”

And I did.  Along with prayers BEGGING for forgiveness and restoration, I thanked Him for showing me my folly and then pleaded to be healed.  When healing didn’t come I was enraged, bitter, heartbroken, and shamed.

Shame has been my go to cardio routine ever since.  Heart racing, sweat dripping, nauseated, and spent… I would revel in my shortcomings and 8-step-count to my folly.

Here and now I know that this was all from the enemy.

Certainly, I was prideful.  Definitely, I paid the piper for my arrogance.  The natural consequences of having pushed my body too far and too hard resulted in an injury that I still struggle with.

But the greatest lie I ever believed was that God did this to me to teach me something.

Greater, that He “needed” me on my back.

I am most grateful to have been set free from this malicious lie.

A lie that held me hostage to the belief that my performance earned or cost me anything is a lie that negates the power of the Cross.

The first realization came when our youngest vandal, Charlie fell off his tricycle.  My gut lurched at the sight.  My throat tightened and my heart accelerated.  Blood poured from his lip and a goose egg formed on his forehead and as I rushed to him, desperate to comfort and heal him this thought flashed in my mind: I would never hurt this boy to teach him something. 

Granted, Charlie doesn’t ride his trike off the sidewalk anymore, he learned from his injury, and yes, I had yelped time and again, “Careful baby!”  But I wouldn’t have bloodied his lip or knocked him senseless to teach him this danger.

I am only here to comfort.


Kiss and hug on this sweet boy, whom I call son.

And all things are permissible.  Purchased for me on Calvary was the freedom to do whatever… and still be adored by the Most High.  However, just because I can… doesn’t mean I should.  Apart from the Law, the sin of idol worship is dead.  But it still carries the weight of natural consequences.

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No matter the outcome, no matter my folly I am the beloved of the God of all.

He is for me.

He is for my children.

He is for my marriage.

He is for my restoration.

He is for my growth, success, and healing.

And no matter what I do or do not do… He died for me while I was still a sinner.

Walk, run, hobble, or crawl, but get as far as you can from the lie that God’s wrath is near you.  This teaching only causes confusion and promotes a spirit of hopelessness and death.

If this were true, if His wrath wasn’t reconciled on Calvary why would He say, nothing can separate you from Him?  Why would He declare He came to heal, bind up, and save… if He really came to condemn?

The message isn’t “Jesus loves you but….”

The message is “Jesus loves you still.”



In my humanness I made a mistake, in my daughter-ship, I am adored.  He was with me when I was running, lifting, teaching, and going too far.  And He is with me now flat on my back, on the mend, and limping down the stairs.

He will never leave me or forsake me.

A perfect love free from condemnation.

The Good News is truly Great News.

The blood worked.

And it is well.

1 Corinthians 10:23 Everything is permissible, but not everything is beneficial. 

May your floors be sticky and your calling ordained. Love, Jami

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  1. Marla on February 10, 2017 at 5:33 am

    Why do we fall into the trap of believing that God is punishing us or teaching us a lesson? I have done it so many times. I love your analogy of that sweet baby falling off his bike; it makes the point perfectly! Our God is good, not a vengeful one.

    • jami_amerine on February 10, 2017 at 5:46 am


  2. Candy on February 10, 2017 at 6:45 am

    Absolute truth!

  3. Debbie Sudrovech on February 10, 2017 at 7:10 am

    Hi Jami,
    Thanks for your posts, all of them, especially this morning.
    I’ve lived my life believing this lie. And to be honest, I still fall back into this lie more often than I’d like to count. You know…I can identify with the sinners, but have trouble identifying with the fact that He could love me?? That I am a saint? That I am holy? No …not me, you must be talking about somebody else.
    I am trying so hard to get over a lifetime of not being good enough! To just accept His love…and breath!
    I AM getting better, but I’ve lived 62 of my 64 years believing that lie, and it is a daily battle, but it is a battle worth fighting ferociously!
    The analogy of your son falling injuring himself touched my heart, no I think it was my soul. Thank you for giving me some more armor for these battles…very much.
    Secondly, your humor makes me believe we are sisters from another mother. If you are ever in the Charleston SC or Savannah Ga or Beaufort SC let me know? I would love to meet you!

    • jami_amerine on February 10, 2017 at 7:48 am

      Debbie, thank you so much for commenting. I love to hear from people digging out from the lies of not enough. You are favored… my long lost sister. ❤

  4. Glenna McKelvie on February 10, 2017 at 9:17 am

    I think I half believed that God had something to teach me when I had meningitis. But God is the author of all good things. He doesn’t deal out illness, injury and death. (He may use those things to grow closer to us, but He didn’t strike anyone down)
    I know I wouldn’t wish anyone that I loved to be sick or suffering, and how much greater is His love for us?

  5. Julie on February 10, 2017 at 9:46 am

    Amazing!! Idols are bad regardless of what it is because it takes His place in our heart and our focus. He no longer punishes us for this because Jesus paid the price once and for all. He does however allow us to suffer consequences.
    Your examples allow us to grasp truth and apply it to our lives. What a blessing you are providing with your gift!! He is using you to help set the captives free! Thank you and may He continue to bless you and use you my friend!

    • jami_amerine on February 10, 2017 at 12:32 pm

      God Bless you Julie

  6. Shelly Smith on February 10, 2017 at 3:12 pm

    Oh my goodness… the more I read, I realize the more we have more in common! I also “used” to teach aerobics (and chased after that exercise-induced high, my idol)… but since having children and gaining weight and not exercising, and, and… Boy, do I know well the ways to raise my heart-rate through guilt. I am grateful to have found your blog. Thank you for the words of encouragement and grace!

    • jami_amerine on February 10, 2017 at 3:13 pm

      Thanks Shelly! So glad you’re here!

  7. Tannis on February 14, 2017 at 10:29 am

    I have to leave a comment because I too have struggled with the I’m not good enough, how can God love me? I can never be good enough. In reading your blog posts, I am slowly coming to the realization that He loves me no matter what. I really appreciate your analogies with your children and God and us. Thank you for sharing your gift with us and I know I found your blog for reason…to continue to realize that He LOVES me and I am good enough. His grace is sufficient!

    • jami_amerine on February 14, 2017 at 10:44 am

      Welcome my friend. ❤

  8. Rachel Ethridge on February 15, 2017 at 10:27 pm


  9. Christine Carter on February 16, 2017 at 12:51 pm

    Another Sister Butthead, with a stern legalistic conditional cross-less warning, eh? Sigh…

    I love this SO much. No wait- I hate that this happened to you, and I ache at the pain it caused in all areas of your life!

    But I love your message. Oh do I ever…

    Every woman needs to read it, because every woman has been on her backside for some reason or another- feeling utterly defeated.

    God does NOT defeat us.

    “Jesus loves us STILL.”

    Thank you – for always bringing the truth God wants us to believe and not the falsehoods the world wants us to believe.

    • jami_amerine on February 16, 2017 at 12:53 pm

      Love you friend.

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