The effort continues

Hi! Well, I've been feeling swamped so I've just been trying to stay focused on one thing at a time and haven’t checked in in a while. Anyway, about the subject at hand....

I had my check-in with the LA Weight Loss people and lost a whole entire 0.6 pounds in 2 weeks. Except for one 100 calorie item, I completely followed their routine. However, I guess I wasn't that precise when it came to some of the measurements....whatever.

On the good news, yesterday I found my waist! I mean, over the past few days I kind of noticed something was a little different when I put my hands on my waist. Yesterday I realized what it was! It was my waist without the band of flab layering all around it (as much). Stuff is happening.

Last week I went to bike classes followed by yoga/stretch classes (45 min plus 60 min) 3 times. This week I did a lot of housework including walking up the stairs about 40 times and moving furniture, the bike/yoga combo once and bike riding in the community. For about the first time I realized I LIKE to exercise! After YEARS of drudgery, I find I actually have come to like exercising.

This morning I was thinking that maybe I am unrealistic about thinking that I can be 145 pounds (LA Weight Loss scale - which translates to 140 pounds my scale). Or, maybe it is just going to take a while. These saddlebags on the sides of my thighs have been here for many, many, many years. This flab ring around my waist has been here for decades.....but hey, that has showed some good movement.

I was thinking that if I just don't make it to that goal mark, maybe I will "settle" for 150 pounds. Right now I am 153.6 (their scale) or my scale first thing in AM without clothes at about 148.

It is just so embarrassing not losing any weight. Oh well. I can't afford to cheat, but last PM I did eat about two cookies worth of cookie dough/choc chips I was making for my kids, but I did give away the two chocolate samples I was given at Sees chocolates earlier in the day.

The effort continues.

One more thing. What motivates me to do this is that I desire to control my body and not it to control me. I feel like when I am not giving in to my flesh with whatever it feels like doing at any particular point in time, it is like a fast for me. I feel like I understand what it means that my body and my flesh burns. My flesh burns and screams and cried out like a toddler in a crib, but me - I can overcome that through the power of Christ working through me.

Paul says, "I buffet my body and make it my slave." And, "He who has suffered in the body is free from sin in that he no longer lives out his days for his mortal flesh but for God...(paraphrase).

God bless yall.