Remember the competition that I joined with my best friend? Remember the cute t-shirt?
Yesterday I read this on facebook from a girl on a different team:
Even though I knew the weeks were going by and I was not keeping on track. Even though I knew there were days when I couldn't resist temptation. I guess seeing this yesterday - April 9th - the final weigh in day - made me realize that I had wasted another three months when I should have and could have been on track, just like Shelley.
I was genuinely happy for Shelley. Really, I was. Her status, however, made me realize how upset I was with myself.
"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control." Galatians 5:22&23
Seriously...I cannot tell you how much I struggle with self-control. It's ridiculous actually. I remember one morning during a Sunday school lesson, our sweet teacher Peggy asked us what was the one thing that kept us in bondage (I can't remember the specifics of the lesson or the scripture with it). How sad is it that the FIRST thing that came to mind was food related? I feel in bondage to the thought of such things.
Why, oh why is that??
Others struggle with addictions to drugs or alcohol. Or maybe they feel in bondage to an unhealthy relationship, the wrong friends, too much time at work.
And here I am. Struggling with food.
I can't remember a time in my life when this wasn't the case. Fortunately for me, I was involved in sports my entire life. But guess what happens to a college athlete when she stops playing softball? She used to look like this...
And now she doesn't.
So here is where I am today. I wonder how I can overcome this. And I wonder how I can keep from passing it on to my children.
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