Everybody's Got to Have a Body...

It's a weird thought for me sometimes...
To think about having a body. 
It's weird because it isn't all of me, but a huge part of me (pardon the unintended pun)
I have this crazy body that can do all kinds of crazy things!
My body can move, jump, sit, run, dance, lift weights, spin, and on and on.
My body can get strong. 
My body can get weak.
My body can repair itself.
My body can destroy my ability to breathe.
My body can lose its voice.
My body can scream and shout and laugh and sing.
My body has done all those things in just the past few days!
I am constantly amazed and astounded at the abilities I have because I have this physical body that can do so many things.  I am honestly impressed with the way I can push my body to do more than my mind thinks is possible and still keep going.  I am baffled by the way my body can work for me, and against me.
It is pretty amazing to think about all that my body can accomplish, on its own and with my mind (when it is functioning) as a partner. 
I don't know how to explain my amazement without sounding too crazy, but I am definitely impressed. 
Lately, I have been able to see what my body can do.  Being sick, getting well, gaining weight, working out, losing weight, running, surviving...it is all possible.  And there are so many more things that my body is capable of that I can't even begin to imagine.  It is possible that I could make my body run a marathon someday (if I convinced my mind that I wanted to do that).  My body could climb Mount Everest.  My body could swim the English Channel.  Of course it would take some work and some choices, but it IS capable of all that. 
How grateful I am for a working body.
Impressive.  Really, really impressive.