I choose not to preach this morning - and probably a wise decision. I'm hitting most of my goals: drinking water, getting about 2/3 of my protein, getting my pills down, getting my vitamins and moving around. However, I'm still not 100 percent when it comes to energy level. By about 3:00 pm, I've hit a wall and have to go take a nap.
Tomorrow's big goal - to get completely dressed and get in ALL my protein. Doesn't sound like much, but there it is. it has occurred to me that I am a "recovering fat person" or "recovering obese person." Food has always been my drug of choice - easier to eat your emotions than deal with them. For that reason, I am always going to have dis-ease with food. This is going to be a great tool to help with the disease, but I will ALWAYS be a fat person in recovery.
This was apparent several months ago to me - screamingly obvious when I had a deep struggle with a piece of cake. Although it was small in volume, it won. I lost. And I will never ever really have power over food. I can only depend on God to help me. I will tell you this - a fat person with an unhealthy fixation on food will indeed take candy from a baby. And then search the stroller and diaper bag for more.
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