Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Living the fight

There are days I wonder if I'll ever see a change in the scale in the right direction, and today is one of them. Determination wanes when this happens and I'm tempted to dip into the goodie cupboard designated for everyone but me. But I mustn't!

Instead, I'll refill my water bottle, delve into my writing work, and remind God that He's supposed to be supporting me on this journey to better the physical temple He gave me to carry out His work. Then I'll open the crisper and dig out a handful of carrots, forgo the low-fat dip, and peel off the skin of the chicken piece waiting for me as my needed protein, and if I'm still hungry after that, I'll grab a banana from that bunch that have been ripening by my kitchen sliders. And then, I'll stop. Pray some more for discipline. And drink more water to cleanse my temple for His work.


Surrendering to Him,

Eileen

2 comments:

Lillian Robinson said...

Oh, I so need to bunk with you for a month! Even if I like something low-cal and nutritious, knowing that I should be eating it somehow makes it less appetizing. I finally found a semi-smart treat... I'm a sucker for a good rootbeer float. Now, I mix diet rootbeer with 2% milk and add a splash of sugar-free vanilla syrup. Tastes the same with a fraction of the calories, and I don't feel so deprived. Am I a bad influence?

Anne Lang Bundy said...

Lately I've been weighing in every day instead of just periodically, and it sure does help. This morning I wondered if my family would tolerate keeping our bathroom scale in the spot between the fridge and pantry. ;D