I’m having a little trouble keeping up with a Friday
post. To be honest, after I get the post
out on Thursday I’m a little burned out and I’ve usually stayed up late for a
few nights. So all I want to do is crash
on Thursday night and sleep in on Friday.
All this to say, I need to pick a new status report day. It probably won’t be Monday because who wants
to weigh after the weekend? So we’ll
see.
The report is I am down one more pound. The current
stats are as follows:
11 pounds since the first of the year and 19 pounds
since last November.
I’m pleased with this progress, but something has
occurred to me. At this rate I’m not
going to lose 100 pounds in a year. I am
averaging about a pound a week and there are 52 weeks in a year and, well, you
can do that math.
Now, as you
can see from my last post, I haven’t yet started exercising on a regular basis
(if at all). Once I add more exercise
maybe the weight will come off faster,
but then again I will be gaining muscle and they say that muscle weighs more
than fat… and I don’t really know how that equation works… and why is there so
much math in this post!?!
I’m not looking to make myself lose faster. I’m not dieting. I’m changing my life. Forever.
So making the change more drastic isn’t going to help me. I’m just realizing that I may not be able to
complete the task I set out to do in this blog.
And I guess I am deciding how I feel about that.
Maybe it’s a shoot for the moon but reach the stars
sort of scenario?
So, what if I
lose 50 pounds instead of 100? That really is nothing to shake a stick at and
more than I’ve ever done before.
Perhaps the goal is not to stand at the end of this
year “a success” but merely to stand at the end of this year changed. And changed for the better. A little surer of myself. A little surer of who the Lord is in my
life. A little less scared and a little
less fluffy.
Well, time will tell, but for today it is one more
fuzzy pom in the weight loss jar. And
that’s not bad for a Monday.
No comments:
Post a Comment