It’s been two weeks since the start of the New Year.
And I’m down 5 pounds.
Let me tell you–those 5 pounds were extremely hard fought for pounds!! When I try, I can usually drop weight pretty quickly. This seems like it has taken an eternity. Arduous. Arduous. Arduous.
Only 105 more pounds to go.
Good grief, did I just admit that??? To the world??? What am I thinking???
Yes, yes I did. And here’s why.
Because it’s going to be a battle. And I need you. I need you to be praying earnest prayers for me that I will not give up this fight.
And I know that I’m not the only one who is fighting this battle.
As I wrote several weeks ago about my weight (since removed because it was pretty raw, honest, and frankly, hard for me to read), when crises strikes–I go straight to food. I had put on several pounds after giving up alcohol completely, and then several more since Jack’s arrest. No one’s fault but my own stupidity. And I am definitely paying for it now in diabetes and other health issues.
The weight MUST COME OFF.
I’m so grateful for the gifts my kids went together and got me….a FitBit and a WiFi scale. They work together to give me an accurate picture of where I’m at. And I use MyFitnessPal app to record every bite I eat, staying below 1200 calories each day.
I’m trying to be encouraged that I’m lugging around 5 pounds less than I was. But I’m also looking at the months that are stretching out in front of me and thinking…oh my. This is going to be a long year. And a lot of pounds.
I like to eat.
I like peanut butter. I like cheesecake. I like chocolate.
But it comes down to this. I’m miserable. I’m unwell. And I must lose this weight.
So, my friends. Please feel free to kick my butt. 🙂 But seriously, most definitely pray for me, that I’ll remain consistent and diligent and fight this battle till I win. There are things that God would have me to do. I need to be healthy in order to do them. As 1 Corinthians 6:19-20 states:
I want to glorify God. I want to be an Oak Tree. (see my last post) A skinnier Oak Tree, but definitely an Oak Tree. I am not my own. And, if you are a believer in Christ, you are not your own, either.
And my kids need me to be healthy. And they are being great cheerleaders. Maybe a little bit too great of cheerleaders. (They are obsessing as much as I am obsessing I think!)
So. There it is. And I’m out of calories for the day. Sigh.