Life’s been good. A little too good lately, I’m afraid. I finally had the courage to step on the scale and not to my surprise, I see the result of too much indulgence. My first (not) very healthy thought: I’m never going to eat again. My stomach growls at the thought. That has never been my problem. When I ran out of the fat-free creamer, there was no need to go to the store because I had some heavy whipping cream in the fridge I needed to finish. When I saw the last cookies in the tin, I thought I could polish them off and put that canister away. It was, after all, a gallant effort toward efficiency. No, eating has never been a problem, and lack of excuse making isn’t usually an issue for me either.
Honestly, I exercised faithfully for two years and one day stopped, and never thought about it again, at least until recently. What about habits forming after 21 days? Is that working for you, as Dr. Phil says? I once had a doctor tell me two minutes of sit ups a day and my stomach would be flat. I thought, surely, anyone could do that. I mean, you could not breathe for two minutes and survive. So, any speed, two minutes of sit ups a day, and I was faithful. Yes ma’am. However, I never have had a flat stomach even prior to childbirth and my last pregnancy was almost 22 years ago. So, much to my surprise, two minutes of sit ups didn’t pan out the promises of the doctor who meant well, but failed me. Or maybe I failed myself. All I know is here I sit with snug jeans and a not so smug realization. I have to do something.
I hate to make New Year’s resolutions because I feel like a failure usually from about day 2. However, I have made some “adjustment” decisions for 2008. For one, I’m going to move more even if it is just walking the dog. I am going to surrender my beloved sugary sodas, and I’m going to attack the diet thing with portion control.
Next Tuesday, I start “Breaking Free,” a Bible study by Beth Moore. I did it when it first came out, and spent the first six weeks not believing I really had any strongholds. About Week Six, I knew, indeed my heart was full of strongholds and deceit. I faced some of them then, but realized I either needed to do the Bible study over or seek some counseling on why I was in such denial. This time, I approach the study with my eyes opened, and could pick and choose from a myriad of strongholds. I will let God do that, but it occurs to me this scale reality check this morning is pointing to just one more to add to that list. Ah, God’s perfect timing. I can’t wait for Tuesdays. “Behold, I make all things new.” (Rev. 21:5)