***Posted by Nicole
My first reaction last night, after we bared it all, was to go to the kitchen and just say screw it. I wanted to shovel food in and then deal with it this morning. We’ve only been on our diet for two days, what’s a little pity eating going to hurt? Amazing how quickly I want to give up and let those thoughts rule my actions. But, that’s the kind of thinking that got me this body in the first place. The fact that we don’t have anything unhealthy to eat in our house anyway also helped me. So I’m going to take my father’s advice and “Cowboy up”. Thank you for all of your supportive comments and e-mails, they really do help us carry on. There is one scripture that comes back to me that always lifts my spirits, Psalm 138: 14-16.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
So no more pity parties and as our hero Yoda would say “Rally the Harsha’s will!”