So, tomorrow is my birthday. This morning, I woke up and felt icky. I didn’t want to get up despite having slept for over 8 hours. Sunday and Monday I ate myself into a complete fog. Clams. Pork. Ribs. Buffalo tails. And the desserts. You’d gain ten pounds just by reading the list.
Today I decided that I am not just going to talk about losing weight and getting my physical life in order. I did something about it. I joined Weight Watchers. AND–I prepaid for the next ten weeks. So, not only did I sign up, but I also made the commitment. My BHAG is to be at my goal weight before my 33rd birthday. That gives me 365 days. 52 weeks. If I lose about 1.5 pounds per week (which is healthy) I will meet my goal.
I want to lose weight because I want to get healthier. I want to live a long life. I do not want to fight diabetes, heart disease, arthritis, whatever else there is that can be caused by being overweight. One day I would like to run a 5K. I want to be able to move without wheezing or being short of breath. I want to be able to go to Jamaica, Haiti, any other heinously hot and muggy environment that God may call me to without worrying about dying of heat exhaustion. I want to be all that God has called me to be. Carrying this extra person in weight is hampering me.
This is not going to be easy. As a matter of fact, it’s gonna be tough. But–if I do it with God in mind, knowing that I am doing this for Him and not for me or for anyone else, I can do it. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Even pass up a piece of fried food or chocolate or a Venti almond latte. But–the best part of WW is that I can have those things. Once in a while. In moderation.
So, welcome to my journey. God must be up to something 🙂