Monday, June 21, 2010
I’ll be the first person to stand up and admit I have whined and complained about not receiving the ever elusive “Support.” It comes in all shapes and sizes and I often use it as an excuse for not being successful as in “If I only had the support of my…….”
Yesterday I learned a valuable lesson, one of those Holy Spirit inspired moments, that was both humbling and motivating at the same time.
Joan and I have six children. That means Mother’s Day and Fathers Day often resemble Christmas morning. Despite our pleas to not go over board or “just get us a card……..” there are a coffee table full of gifts on Sunday morning. Yesterday was no different except for the type of gifts I received.
My daughters pooled their resources’ and got me a watch that calculates my heart rate and my calories burned along with a few neat other things. They said since I had started running I could use it. Two of my sons purchased me the book Vegetarian Cooking For Everyone by Deborah Madison, which is about 8 million pages long plus a magazine subscription to Cooking Light. Very cool. Finally, two other sons got me a very nice Wok, with all the stuff I need to burn the kitchen down with.
The best present was that moment of inspiration God chose to share with me. Each of the kids explained their reasoning for the choice of gift. They wanted to support my life style change and recognize what I accomplished. That’s when it hit me; ‘If you want support show some results to gain the support.” I did, I am and I will. I saw a very clear picture of me in the past throwing up all sorts of excuses for me not being healthy and the largest one was no support. But as I thought about it I realized who would want to support someone who isn’t, hasn’t and won’t do anything about their state of affairs? I mean I wouldn’t.
The moment my family saw I was serious: Those times when I opted for the gym rather than going to have a beer or eating at home and turning down an invite to eat at a restaurant they saw I had made a commitment.
People can’t and won’t support what they don’t see. Don’t misconstrue what I’ve said here. It doesn’t always have to be dropping sizes, inches or pounds. It simply comes when they see us living what we say.
The Bible puts it much better
“By their fruits ye shall know them.”
Friday, June 18, 2010
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Thursday, June 17, 2010
If you had told me six months ago that my life would have changed this dramatically in a short period of time I might have suggested you get yourself drug screened. Yes, the weight loss is wonderful, super and all those other fantabulous modifiers, but the real change I have seen is the beginning of and continued development of the real and authentic me. As I peel back the layers I am finding all sorts of treats and have met all sorts of friends. My attitude towards many things has changed but more importantly my behavior is changing.
I find my way to the gym six days out of seven. I’d like to tell you that it’s the same time every day but it’s not. I go when I have time and it’s not unusual for me to be there three times during the course of a day to get my allotted work out in. I have to admit that ninety percent of the time I look forward to exercising and the other ten percent of the time I am glad I went after I finish even though I am kicking and screaming all the way there.
I have started to run. Well, it resembles running. I never dreamed six months ago I would do anything more than trot to the fridge. I would have laughed. Reading some your blogs inspired me and I began C25K training. I have completed weeks one and two and I’ll admit here that I had to do them both twice. I am now on week three and I actually ran farther Sunday and Tuesday than I ever have in my life. That is something I am starting to look forward to also.
People who know me stop me and gush about how good I look and while I admit it’s a really good feeling I can’t help but feel a bit disconcerted at times. Those people, who want to be my buddy, didn’t look at me twice seventy one pounds ago. That’s not right. You won’t convince me otherwise. My appearance is different I agree but I am still the same child of God. What I have learned is to be more open and more sensitive to people. I have learned to stop for a moment everyday and reach out to someone who may never have had anyone reach out to them before.
Six months ago I knew Joan and the kids loved me I didn’t know I would find so many genuine and wonderful friends like I have found here. So many of you, young, and old and in between have been so supportive of me and so open to help. I have to laugh at times because when I reach a milestone I think “OMG, I have to call *Your Name Here* and tell them my good news……” You are that real and important to me. I am closer to some of you than others but if we have crossed paths here, you have taught me something and I am applying it in my life. Never under estimate the power of a smile, a song or a poem.
Six months ago I thought I was starting another diet and today I realize I am in the middle of an experience that will only end when I am called home to spread the Spark for all eternity.
The tale of the tape says seventy one point eight pounds. There is no way to measure the internal growth and enormous wisdom I have learned from each of you. I am so happy to be part of your family and so honored that you share part of yourself with me on a daily basis.
I am excited about the next six months. I can only imagine what I will learn, who I will meet, and as Dr Seuss said “Oh the places you’ll go and the people you’ll meet.”
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
If this was easy, anyone could do it.
It’s why dieting doesn’t work. Someone lures you in with promises of an overnight life style change and glossy pictures of people who don’t exist to begin with and suddenly we are all sixteen again. Well we are until reality sets in and what’s going on inside of us, the anxiety, the struggle and some days plain old pain, doesn’t match the glossy pictures. We get tired of the same repetitive behavior with little to no results and we do what we are often want to do, we blame ourselves. There must be some sort of fatal character flaw within us because Lord knows all those people got skinny in a hurry and here we sit waddling through life.
If this was easy anyone could do it.
We have a lot of choices to make every day. Temptation is a big one. Most of us love eating and love good food and unfortunately the food we have come to love doesn’t always have our best interest at heart. We struggle between the apple and the piece of pie. We pray, we talk to friends and somehow we endure. Yeah, we stumble and fall but we get up and keep moving forward.
It’s the hard choice of getting off the couch and going to the gym or running or the difficult task of fighting the millions of excuses our minds create not to exercise. We huff and puff, put ice packs on our aching joints and promise ourselves we will never do this again.
We overcome our fear, our anxiety and we work out along side people who appear to resemble machines. Sometimes we get discouraged but every day we go back.
If this were easy anyone could do it.
It’s not. Nothing worthwhile ever is. Nothing that has meaning and value ever comes without a price. The price we pay for our hard work, our sweat and often our tears is the knowledge that we remain part of a group of people who triumphed over adversity and setbacks.
Not everyone can do this, just me and you.
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