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 🙂