First, let me just say…Operation LeeBird (#OLB) is soaring along at a steady clip. I’m using My Fitness Pal to log my food and water intake and my exercise.
I’m up to walking three miles five days per week, and this week, I’m adding some resistance exercises: squats, crunches, and girly push-ups. I’ll add more as I go along I’m sure. Baby steps are my friend.
Thanksgiving weekend was a little turbulent. I indulged a little too much on pumpkin and buttermilk pie, but the pie is gone and I’m back on track.
I got on the scale this morning, and my “nekkid as a jaybird” morning weight was 242.5. In a couple weeks, I’ll redo my measurements to see if I have any shrinkage.
I feel more energetic and in control of my eating.
For those reasons, I bellow a big, fat “YAY!”
Overall, though, I’m one angry LeeBird.
Angry that I let myself get like this to begin with.
Angry that my children have inherited my poor habits.
Angry that my back hurts 90% of the time because it’s under so much strain.
Angry that the plus department really isn’t a positive place to be.
And those are just the weight loss-related issues…I’ll spare you the other crud that has my feathers ruffled.
I am suffering the natural consequences of my own willful behavior. Yes, I am ticked off at myself.
But I apologized to my stretch-marked skin, flabby muscles, and creaky joints. I said sorry to my fiber-deprived intestines, refined-sugar addicted taste buds, and stretched-out stomach. They forgave me, and they’re basking in the glow of shiny new habits forming.
Every day I choose health and wellness, I get a little less angry. A little less frustrated. A little less perturbed.
Every day I walk around the perimeter of my community, I do it with a little more pep in my step and a little less moaning and creaking.
Every day I say “no thanks” to an extra helping, my sons notice.
Yes, I’m an angry bird, but my anger is propelling me to lasting change, so I guess I’ll keep it.
Lord, thank you for the progress I’m making and for the strength you’re giving me to make it. I can’t do this without you. Keep me mad enough to never go back to my old ways. All things new, Lord. All things new.
