Ok, so weight loss is a lifelong issue for me. There have been times throughout my life that I've been lighter and times when I've been heavier. My weight fluctuates like the lines at Wal Mart. Up for a season, like Christmas, then down again till the next Fall. Mostly up. I've steadily weighed more ever since I turned 30. I am hoping to turn this around as I am closer to 40. I am actually hoping to be the weight I was when we were married when May 6, 2011 rolls around. That is when I'll be that magic age. I am not afraid to reach this age at all. I just want to be healthier and try to be around a long time to see my grandkids and hopefully my great grandkids. If God decides to take me sooner, I am ready, but I want to be selfish and stick around. And not speed up my life by continuing on this journey overweight.
People say they hold onto weight for emotional reasons or because of one excuse or another. I must admit, I am lazy. I would rather sit in my comfortable chair, watching TV (or taking a nap) than walking or jogging in place listening to the Wii Fit lady yacking about checking to see if my remote is secure or tell me I'm walking at an uneven pace. I wish she would just shut up and let me walk or jog. I definitely would like to lounge around doing nothing instead of sweating. I think sweating away the pounds is overrated. I hate to sweat.
It really is taking some work to drop these pounds, but I feel so good as I move more. I'm feeling better physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I give every day to God and He gives me strength to endure it. He promises to never leave me and I know He is walking right beside me. All day. Every day. My journey is not complete. I must continue to run the race. And continue to lose one pound at a time. After all, my weight is the giant I've been waiting to defeat for so many years. And I think I hear him falling down.
"When the path you're walking gets rough, God provides the right shoes." ---Corrie ten Boom
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