Sunday, January 13, 2013
Surprisingly, I detest change. I always thought I loved change, and that change kept things alive and new.
However, after a year of MUCH change (i.e.: new job, new state, new house, new friends, new church...and on and on), I was happy to stay in status quo. But then, I saw a stupid commercial for a weight loss program, and it hit me.... I HAVE to change. It's not really a choice any more.... things have to change in order for my life to be what I want it to be.
I made a lot of good choices for me by moving to a new state and starting life over.... the last change needs to be a health change.
So, I started this journey the day after Christmas. I've done well, and stayed on track, and even exercised a little. And, today, I'm down 19 pounds. And, I'm not even excited about it.... because I know it's great, but it's also just the first 19 pounds of a lot more.
I SHOULD be excited, and I SHOULD be rewarding myself with something....But not yet, my mind says...wait until its more, wait until its BIG, wait.
But when I put on my pants today, and they weren't tight, I thought... "now THAT is a reward!". So maybe I do reward myself...with natural consequences.
And so, I will continue changing. Because I must, for the staying the same is no longer a valid option.