The weigh in...

I wanted to really make a health change this year, so I joined a certain gym last month--the kinda gym where only ladies are allowed and their favorite color is purple. As soon as I joined, I was advised to cut out "white foods" (potatoes, white bread, whole milk...you get it) and things in boxes and bags. "If it doesn't have a mommy or daddy, it didn't come from the ground, and it doesn't spoil, DON'T EAT IT!", said the gym manager. I'm too scatter-brained to monitor myself like that, so the best I could do was increase my water and raw food intake. Plus, there's no way in the world I could ever give up rice!

About a month has passed since I've joined the gym. About 9 days of that time was spent at home with a dastardly flu-like illness, followed by a sinus infection. So when it was time to weigh in yesterday, I was very nervous to see the results. I thought for sure I'd be a bit heavier, especially with the bloating from my monthly "da kine." But to my surprise, I have lost 9 pounds!! I don't know if it was because I'm not dwelling on diet or if it was the flu, but I'm going to keep doing what I've been doing.

Besides having encouraging friends and an encouraging husband, one thing that has really given me encouragement is remembering that God hasn't called me to be perfect or successful. Instead, He's called me to be faithful, and He'll take care of the rest.

I feel good.