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when I lifted weights (dumbbell weights–moderate heaviness), the effort was hard work, but I felt great afterwards and only occasionally ate sweets; whereas, when I gave it up for some reason and went idle, I ate a bowl of ice cream with chocolate syrup all over it and fely less good about myself. My prayer life is not so great now and so I am more tempted by venial sins than when I was more spiritually invigorated via my Faith (which actually coincided with my taking up weightlifting). I exercise with lighter weights now. Maybe I should get a weight bench. Seriously though, exercise may help, but I need to exercise my soul more by better communicating with God. Nothing too much too fast. You don’t do that with weights or you’d hurt yourself. It’s good to have a spotter for your soul in its exercises I’m sure, in the form of a spiritual director (I would find one but I’m afraid of being annoying to him or becoming Prideful in arguing with him if early attempts are with some into a degree of modernist thinking–but that’s my issue and I should get over it because I could use a good guide in this life).