Five years ago I lost a lot of weight. 85 pounds. That was the easy part. Keeping it off proved difficult. I have dissolved in tears during doctors appointments. My physician of 27 yrs is kind.
He didn't ridicule or scold. Maybe he should have, but then I probably wouldn't go to the doctor
when I needed to.
Last year I lost 20 of the pounds I had regained. I had regained 50. I know. Stupid. I found a lot of
excuses. I found the strength to lose those 20 but not more. Then Christmas came and I gained another
five. Back and forth for five months. Up five. Lose them again and again.
This week I sucked it up and decided I had to hit the streets again. Walk more. Exercise more. I have been telling myself that thrice weekly at Curves and two miles a day should be enough. It should be but it isn't. Today I walked 7 to 8 miles. My knees say it is 8.
I am also strongly imploring the LORD for help. He is strong when we are weak. I am weak. He is strong. He is faithful. I am not always faithful but need to keep my connection strong and keep on.
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