Today, when I weighed myself, I was 191.5 lb. If you're keeping track with me, that means I've lost 4.9 lbs. YAHOO! I've done my almost hour-long workout every day since Tuesday, and I actually feel really good...and am still motivated...AND don't see any reason why I would stop moving in this direction any time soon. Why are these "lifestyle changes" so difficult for me? I tend to self-sabotage when I succeed. In the past, if I've lost 5 lbs, I've decided to make a batch of cookies and then proceed to eat some of the dough AND a few of my brilliant (if I do say so myself) cookies. Cookies. Cookies. I LOVE cookies.
This time around, things feel different to me. The large number on the scale is definitely part of it. I've never been in the 190's when I wasn't 8 months pregnant...So I'm desperate to bring the actual number associated with my size down. The other difference has to do with the fact that I don't want my kids to know me like this any longer. I want them to think of me in a healthy way and as a mom who always offers healthy options for them.
As far as my spiritual health, well, I have to admit that I'm still slacking. I've learned of some really serious prayer requests since I last wrote, so I have been talking to the Lord, but I still haven't been reading the Word at all. Something just occurred to me. With the way I've stopped eating "bad carbs", I should seriously be seeking out the Bread of Life. I would probably have been so much nicer to my kids while my body has sugar withdrawal.
So this week - tomorrow is Sunday - I'll add the spiritual disciplines to my physical discipline. Who knows? There may be some serious changes in me - inside me, outside of me, and most importantly inside inside me.
Good night.
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