Okay, I missed last week's weigh-in, so, this week when I went to weigh in, I had lost 5.2 pounds. A total of 35.6 pounds lost. I am happy. I am healthier. I am more able to do the things that I want to do. I feel better. I look better. I am finding stuff in my closet to wear that looks brand new because I got too fat to wear the clothes. So, I have a somewhat new bunch of clothes. Thank you, God for being so faithful and for helping me out with this so much.
Guess what? The other night we were out to dinner for our 40th Wedding Anniversary, and my husband offered to share some cole slaw with me and I said, "No, thanks, it has mayonnaise in it." Wow, those words rarely come out of this mouth. I love mayonnaise. I could eat it with a spoon. Also, he offered me a bite of his flounder, and I said this, "Are you kidding me? That is fried. I haven't had anything fried for over 4 months, I am surely not going to put it in my mouth today."
Just so you know, if I was going to eat something fried, it would be a potato, or an onion ring, certainly not fish. I am not done craving things, I just don't give in. Thank you, God, for the power to say, "No, thank you."
Something that I discovered since going on this weight loss journey. Your stomach doesn't really know what it is you ate--your mind is the only one that knows. When the stomach is full, it is full. It can be full of stuff that is good for you, or stuff that is not. That is the choice that I have to make every single meal, every single day.
And, before you think that I am being sanctimonious or smug or that I am patting myself on the back too much, let me say this, IT IS A STRUGGLE EVERY SINGLE DAY TO DENY MYSELF. I still want things that aren't on the diet plan, I still desire to eat stuff that I shouldn't. I still am fighting every single meal not to give in to temptation. I am not cured of the obesity bug, Me and God are just fighting it into remission. Go Us!
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