For the last few days, I’ve been reviewing the past few years worth of food, exercise, and weight logs. To make a long story short, while I still have some habits that can be improved, overall I am doing what I am supposed to be doing according to various health-care professionals, and still not losing weight. In the interest of honesty, I will say that I am down 35 or so lbs from my heaviest weight, but still a good 75 lbs heavier than high school (where I thought I was fat, and yet, would love to be that weight again – isn’t that always the way?), and I’ve just wobbled around my current weight for quite a while now.
Due in large part to my back issues (and probably also the falls leading to the twice-cracked tailbone that contributed to said issues), I’m quite scared to take the steps necessary to find an exercise program that works and to which I will stick. When my back starts twinging, I have a habit of backing off what I am doing and relying on my walking — but while walking keeps me from gaining weight, it only maintains the status quo. I am quite sick of the status quo. New month, new plan – I’m joining a gym that has a pool this week, and I’m going to work with a trainer. Yes, I am still nervous as all get-out, but I’ve got inspiration from a good friend and encouragement from a few more. This will happen, and God-willing, the plateau will be defeated.
Philippians 4:13 — I can do all things through Christ, who gives me strength.