Update!

Last night I stepped on the scale and it read back to me: 150.5. That got me really pretty excited. I knew that when I would wake up this morning I would be in the 140's.

This morning I got dressed and then remembered I wanted to weigh myself. Then I saw that the scale was off. The dial needed turning because it was at least two pounds light! Ugh!

I re-dialed the knob and corrected the thing. With my not-too-heavy clothes on, I stepped on to the contraption: 152.5. I think. Not that exciting.

Yesterday I went off the diet a little. Seems like I'm getting off the diet a little bit about twice a week. Why am I doing that?

I suppose that I tell myself two things. First I tell myself that with the exercise that I get I can "afford" to side step a bit. Then I secretly tell myself how awful it will be to be 144. It is scary. I haven't been that low in so many years. Right now, my bones feel like the stick out all over. I tell myself that this is the way that God has made the female body. All those beautiful bones are not supposed to be layered in cushions of soft and goopy fat. They're supposed to be there.

Are fractures of the hip more common when the hip bone sticks out? No, dear one. They are more common in fat, out-of-shape bodies. Likewise more common is diabetes, heart disease, unexcited and bored husbands, osteoporosis and breast cancer.

The unintelligible things our mixed-up minds tell us about our bodies! Anorexic people think they're fat. Fat people think, "except for my weight I am really extremely healthy." Yeah, just because you don't have diabetes yet.... Oh, the wonder of our body to keep working despite what we do to it.

The other day I saw a woman on a break. She had a cigarette and a diet coke. Oh so sad. What would the healthy part of that body say if she could talk? "What I would do for some TLC."

Dear God my Father: Fix our minds right to think accurate thoughts. Re set the dial of our minds. Help us to glorify You in our bodies. Go with us. Bless my blogger friends.