I was ready this time...
Monday, July 06, 2015
I haven't written for awhile because I didn't feel like there was anything of worth to write about in regards to my fitness efforts. Of course, I know that it's helpful to write regardless of how things are going but I just couldn't bring myself to admit in writing that I was floundering. However, this past weekend, after many weeks of prayer and pondering, I was able to come up with a clear road map of how to get to my weight/health goals. This is no small feat for me. I was blown away with how smoothly it came, how doable it seems. No extreme anything. Just a sensible plan to get to my goals by the time my boy comes back from his mission next year. Well, that night as I lay in bed excitedly thinking of my road to success I immediately realized that included in any great journey are the inevitable road blocks, bumps, detours, etc. I realized then that in addition to the map itself I needed to develop a plan that would get me through these pitfalls. Normally, when things get hard I quit (not proud of admitting that but it's true for the most part). I assume the plan was bad or I'm just not cut out to succeed. But not this time, I know the plan I have is solid so I went to sleep feeling confident that I'm going to be able to weather any storm that comes.
Well, it's Monday morning. I seriously put things in motion July 1 but today I hit the ground running. If felt great, not forced or contrived but really right! However, in the midst of my exercise session I got some news from my son (he emails every Monday, that's all the communication we get.) The news was distressing and I felt myself start to crumble. Here it is I thought, I only know one way to get through anything and that's to eat...a lot...and basically curl up into a ball (figuratively, of course). I'm pleased to report that for the first time I chose to fight through the feeling. I went to the Lord in prayer and pleaded for His blessing upon my boy, placed my fears, anxieties and worries at His feet and walked back into the other room and willed myself to continue exercising.
Am I still struggling with the emotions? yes! But they didn't stop me. THEY DID NOT STOP ME!