Road Trip Jitters

I have been working a lot of extra hours lately, which means I have been sitting a lot.  I have also been experiencing quite a bit of discomfort in my bottom.  NOT a good outlook.

We have 3000 miles of driving coming up in the next 2 weeks.  That's, um, a bit overwhelming for the healthy bum.

I have to remember that it won't be all at once, that we're dividing it up into 6-7 hour chunks.  I have traveled like this before; I can do it again.

It doesn't mean I am entering this lightly.  I certainly am loading up on things like ibuprofen.  There will be a good pillow with me on the trip.  I also will be relying on my wonderful husband and his willingness to drive.  God's grace.  I should certainly rely on God's grace through this.  I know I can get through this with His strength.  I know it doesn't mean no pain, but I know it means I will have strength to make it through.

Amy's Amazing Juggling Act

5 days left until we leave for vacation, and my schedule is getting busier and busier.  The black and blue on the pages is swiftly washing away the white.  Today was a FULL day, but I made it.  Tomorrow is busy with Maddie's b-day party, the prep, the party, and the clean-up.  Sunday includes church, cleaning out the van, getting Garrett's haircut...  Monday should start with a workout if I can get up early enough, then I have a meeting with Jane, a meeting at work, and work from 12:30-8.  Tuesday and Wednesday are similarly full, with packing and laundry and all the other stuff needed for a 2 1/2 week vacation.  The pace is breakneck, and the tasks will pile up if not completed.

I don't want to be crazy, but I do need to get things done.  I don't want to be overconfident, but I do think I can do this.  Pace.  It's all about pace.

I am trying to do things I can, when I can.  I am trying to look ahead and keep up with things.  The balls are in the air, and I keep throwing them up...for now. 

Old Habits...

Old habits die hard, and they sure sneak up on you if you are not careful!

I am not happy to admit that my old habits--eating too much, consuming way too many sweets and other junk, eating in the evening--have snuck up on me.  This week has spiraled out of control, and I wouldn't doubt if I have lost the ground I had made.  Bummer.

Why?  Now, that is a good question.  Why would I regress to my prior bad behavior when I desperately want to progress into a new lifestyle?  I worked so hard.  I gave up so much!  Why throw it all away so easily?

Well, I do believe it all started last weekend when I decided to go thrift shopping for some clothes for vacation.  Once I started buying clothing last fits now, I subconsciously resigned myself to the weight I am at now.  In fact, I gave up on losing any more and relaxed my diet to the point of not caring what I ate. 

I don't think that I really realized this until later in the week, but I didn't do anything about it.  I don't know why. 

I do see my folly now, and I am committed to starting anew, not because I plan to lose 10 # in the next 2 weeks, as great as that would be, but in order to live a life of self-control and submission to God.  I want to exhibit restraint and moderation, not excess and over-indulgence.  I want to eat well now, so that I am in the habit on vacation.  I don't want to be out of control and making poor choices then.  More than anything, I want to be following God each day, walking in the Spirit and living a life of freedom and grace.