Friday, October 05, 2012
Yesterday was my 33rd birthday. I had a wonderful and blessed day with my mom running all over Portland, and that night my husband took me out to Portland City Grill for an amazing dinner. I enjoyed the day, but afterward I looked at the pictures that my mom had taken and thought, who is this lady? She did not look at all like the young, skinny girl that I remember seeing in the mirror when I used to look in mirrors, back in the day. This woman has some weight to lose. I have known it from the scale, but made excuses like "oh, that scale must be wrong" or "I don't think I fit into that bmi chart very well" "it's muscle weight" huh? I can't even see muscle under the fat!
That being said, today is a new day. Today I choose to celebrate life a different way. This morning my alarm woke me at 6, and I pondered how many mornings I wake up tired, even though I should have gotten enough sleep last night. It is time to increase the level of intensity. I am tired of being tired, but change will not happen unless I move. Today instead of eating and shopping, we are going to hike Multnomah falls. Instead of toast with butter, I am having eggs and broccoli for breakfast. Instead of whining, I am doing. God please bless my efforts.