After I came home from this relaxing time away with just the girlies and stepped on the scales, I realized I'd better change something. And soon. I've gained 8 lbs in the past month. Uh, yeh. Yikes!
My life has changed much upon arriving in Jocotenango. It's much more relaxing. Less stressful. So I eat. Nothing wrong there, right? When I'm stressed and going through mental and emotional turmoil,
I don't eat...or very little. However, when I don't have all that weighing me down (pun unintentional), I eat. Oh the joy of coffee and chocolate.
I'm not overly consumed with weight and such. Well, I didn't think. I guess those plaguing thoughts come and go. Isabela described me as gorda, which was a compliment. Only to encourage me to eat more. That might have been the beginning. Well, that and the release of the turmoil I'd been living with.
I believe when I'm afflicted with turmoil, I often bring it on myself. I let the enemy have a foothold and haven't taken the matter to the foot of the cross. It's an awful thing to live this way. And it's definitely not healthy. I may have lost a bunch of weight and been as thin as I wanted and fit in all my clothes perfectly. But I wasn't healthy.
I'm not really healthy all gorda either. Because, I'm not being careful. I'm being reckless and gluttonous. I eat when I feel like it. I sneak chocolate daily. I eat everything I know I shouldn't without discretion.
So I've committed to suck it up and change these nasty habits. Maybe if I stick to it for awhile, I'll like it. I do remember in the past when I've changed such habits, I felt good. I had energy. I exercised.
Enough is enough. I'm bringing my strong will and stubborn determination into play for this one to benefit me for once instead of get me in trouble. I thought I'd share it with you all...to hold me to it. Feel free to ask me how I'm doing. But you can't call it a diet. I hate that word. Just ask me about my healthy journey. It just sounds less intrusive.
I'm going to miss my coffee and chocolate. And don't bother informing me that coffee is healthy. I have a son who gives coffee tours. I'm quite aware.
My life has changed much upon arriving in Jocotenango. It's much more relaxing. Less stressful. So I eat. Nothing wrong there, right? When I'm stressed and going through mental and emotional turmoil,
I don't eat...or very little. However, when I don't have all that weighing me down (pun unintentional), I eat. Oh the joy of coffee and chocolate.
I'm not overly consumed with weight and such. Well, I didn't think. I guess those plaguing thoughts come and go. Isabela described me as gorda, which was a compliment. Only to encourage me to eat more. That might have been the beginning. Well, that and the release of the turmoil I'd been living with.
I believe when I'm afflicted with turmoil, I often bring it on myself. I let the enemy have a foothold and haven't taken the matter to the foot of the cross. It's an awful thing to live this way. And it's definitely not healthy. I may have lost a bunch of weight and been as thin as I wanted and fit in all my clothes perfectly. But I wasn't healthy.
I'm not really healthy all gorda either. Because, I'm not being careful. I'm being reckless and gluttonous. I eat when I feel like it. I sneak chocolate daily. I eat everything I know I shouldn't without discretion.
So I've committed to suck it up and change these nasty habits. Maybe if I stick to it for awhile, I'll like it. I do remember in the past when I've changed such habits, I felt good. I had energy. I exercised.
Enough is enough. I'm bringing my strong will and stubborn determination into play for this one to benefit me for once instead of get me in trouble. I thought I'd share it with you all...to hold me to it. Feel free to ask me how I'm doing. But you can't call it a diet. I hate that word. Just ask me about my healthy journey. It just sounds less intrusive.
I'm going to miss my coffee and chocolate. And don't bother informing me that coffee is healthy. I have a son who gives coffee tours. I'm quite aware.
Coffee is healthy. So is chocolate.
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