Log update and Standin' on the Soap Box - may I have a microphone, please?

Haven't filled out my eating journal in a couple of days now, but let this be a portion of an eating journal. Oh, last entry I forgot the fried chicken breast that I ate also.

At our Holiday Inn this morning, they had the breakfast all included and I ate too much. I ate a cinnamon roll AND A POWDER DOUNUT. (Shame and embarrassment seep across my face as it turns to a mild shade of pink.) The powder donut looked so appetizing, but was actually dry. I should have stopped myself, especially when I realized I was not going to enjoy it that much. Perhaps I should have licked the thing right there in the little dining hall with all of the other guests who were there in SD visiting Mount Rushmore. All I really wanted was that powdered sugar. On second thought, maybe I should have asked the employee if she had a bag of powdered sugar in the back and a teaspoon. Okay, now you are being too silly, Andrea. I also had a boiled egg and a small glass of cranberry orange juice.

A few hours later along the wagon trail from SD into Nebraska, I got a little hungry and tried to hold off eating, but within about 10 minutes I had a yogurt that I carried out from the breakfast buffet table at the Holiday Inn (I think they didn't mind). I also had a grapefruit and an LA Light bar. That was at about 11 AM.

At about 3PM, I ate at a chinese place - a dish with beef, chicken and shrimp in combination, with brocolli (no rice, thank you). I had a Diet Pepsi (first one in about four days).

It is 6:30 PM and I am starting to get hungry. May the Lord help me to not eat more than I should, because our bodies are the temple of the Holy Spirit, and we should be good stewards of this gift that God has blessed us with, and not cause it undo sadness and distress and illnesses such as GERD, diabetis, heart disease, certain types of cancer, arthritis, all because we love our stomachs and bow down to it. (There Kimber, does that address those who think that paying attention to our bodies is unspiritual? Ignoring our bodies is unspiritual!)

As far as activity is concerned, yesterday my daughter and I walked about an hour all together, some of it a bit strenuous. It was GREAT to be able to walk with her and not have to sit on the bench huffing and puffing. God has restored me. I repented and He restored me, just as He promised me that He would, a couple of years ago. He is nice.

Today, my daughter and I went on two additional trails, about 30 minutes of walking, some of it mildly strenuous. Then, back at the hotel, I did 65 minutes of yoga/pilates (observed my tummy in the mirror - yeah, more work I'd like to do with that - smaller and tighter) and 22 minutes of bike riding on a crummy, but minimally adequate stationary bike at our next hotel in Nebraska.

One more thing, OBESITY is a major problem in America. OBESITY is not fun. OBESITY is often spiritual bondage. Denial doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If you are stuck with this problem and can not get out, realize GOD SEES and GOD CARES and GOD will move on your behalf, but go to HIM and do not try to do it apart from HIM. Have you yet reached the point that I did when I realized that He is my only hope? May the Lord enable me to complete my occasional series called, "My Food and my Body!" The first several entires are in Adventures of an Ordinary Christian. (May He let me finish this series, and then compile them together and put in on my site available at the click of a button. That is my prayer request Lord, in Your timing and under Your direction and will.)

Oh, yesterday I spilled the beans with my daughter when she asked how much I used to weigh, in her words, "when you were fat?" 220. Now? About 150, I told her. The two tables next to us, BOTH turned around and looked. At that place I had hot water with lemon (because they did not have any decafeinated teas) and a little bit of my daughter's salad. At the ice cream place later I had one little peice of chocolate that when the guy weighed it that it didn't register. He said, "it's free!" and he did give it to me for free. No, I wasn't starving myself, I had just already eaten PLENTY for the day and more would have been ABUSIVE to my body and could not be done in good conscience.

God Bless!