The Pivot Point
Sunday, June 07, 2020
Have you ever seen soldiers (like the British soldiers who guard Buckingham Palace) who march in orderly lines and they go only so far when the spin on their heels and move as a unit 180 degrees in the opposite direction? That was me.
I had been doing well, losing weight, eating better….Even for the week or two I recently spent at my dad’s, I did well. (Even when we had small Dairy Queen Blizzards for dinner one day, I tracked it and it was not deleterious to my calorie count for the day). Still, I came home a pound or two heavier than I had been. But from there, my weight continued to increase until I was five pounds up.
I got discouraged, I admit it. I kept tracking through the maelstrom…and my numbers were Always right around 1200. But there were some rather poor choices made in that time. One thing was good and that was that we haven’t been shopping for a few weeks and I do not have any snack food in the house. It hasn’t been fun…I’ve been making trips to the kitchen, just on the chance that there may be something noshable that I had missed. I confess I was discouraged and desperate enough that I considered bagging the entire effort to lose more weight.
I weighed myself and have lost all the weight I’d put on since going to dad’s!
I wanted to kiss my scale.
I know that my mindset plays such a big role in the choices I make ---it’s no wonder that the Bible is full of warnings to “guard your heart”. In those times the heart was considered to be where our desires rest and it is the “will” also…decisions are made with the heart.
During the past couple of weeks of struggle, I avoided blogging. I did not want to infect anyone with my despair.
Sometimes I feel like there is a big disconnect between my self-control and the numbers on the scale. Like no matter how “good” I am or the number of right choices I make, the numbers on the scale are arbitrary.
But I have to take it as it comes, the good, the bad, and the ugly. And keep on keepin’on.