It’s week two of my new/old discipline of eating correctly and exercising three times a day (morning, during lunch and in the evening). This is an update to my “rant” from either Monday or Tuesday; I forget which day my rant fell on. (I have since erased my rant, very funny)
I’m reminded just how slow going it is to repair long-term damage done to the body. While I’ve lost 10 pounds so far, it feels like just a dent. Do not misunderstand me, I’m grateful for that loss and motivated by it as well. I certainly did not expect to do that well over these past two weeks. I don’t notice much difference yet in the way that I feel, but I expect to as I work for the next 10 pounds.
The trek ahead looms large. And I continue to be incredibly frustrated and angry with myself. But that frustration helps to fuel the fire of intensity and commitment. I am determined to succeed.
An added benefit? More reading time, as I read from the Kindle while I am walking.
Last night was a very short night. Today ahead: a long work day. I’ve already been at it since about 5:00 after my spiritual disciplines. But I’m determined not to let that deter me. I’ve walked and eaten a good breakfast. I’m working hard.
I still ask for your prayers if you read this and think to pray for me. For my crew. They need me to be healthy. I’m also continuing to intensely pray that this current part-time job will go full-time; we really need it to quickly do so. Thank you, I am deeply grateful for your prayers, I truly am.