Confession...


Oh...the scale. How I hate it. I loathe it. BUT it was an evil I had to face. After Christmas holidays and then a week of semi-confinement inside our house for the snow, I knew the scale was gonna be mean to me. And it was...five pounds gained (insert crying, wailing and tearing of clothes now). How could that happen?

Well, first-eating too much sweets (my downfall always). Second, not enough exercise. Third, not enough discipline with food in general. All this combined = 5 lbs gained in 2-3 weeks. It is THE MOST frustrating thing ever. And it should show all of you that I can't let up even a smidge in the journey. The devil takes my slack and pulls me closer to him. And what's so frustrating is that I let him. I know I shouldn't, but I do. Gosh, it is so much easier to eat what I want or to eat what's easy (such as pizza and Chinese). It's so much easier to sit on the couch then get up and MOVE.

I confess this all to you so that any of you reading this (who are on this journey with me) will know that I struggle every day and I hate it. It's not fair that while others can eat anything they want and not gain an ounce, I have to work my booty off exercising AND I have to eat right too. It's not fair that this will be the way I have to be FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. Sometimes I have a hissy fit about it,which leads to eating something bad. Then after the guilt sets in, I realize that God was there all along and that He gave me a way out in every instance. He helps me to see that while losing weight and getting healthy is VERY important, it's even more important to live for Him in all things I do. I forget that God should be my comfort food. I forget that I should listen to His voice when I feel like life isn't fair.

OK...5 lbs gained. Start here and move on. God is with me and I will not fail (chanting to myself). If you are struggling, say it with me - GOD IS WITH ME AND I WILL NOT FAIL.

OK...back to my salad...