Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Calorie counting

Somewhere in my stubborn head I had the inkling that I could keep eating whatever I want as long as it wasn't ten packs of Oreos. If i just keep exercising, the weight will fall right off. Over the past few days I've been a little more conscious of what's going in my mouth and realizing that I'm doing that whole unconscious grazing thing...not good. I've also noticed that stress and exhaustion are big triggers to make me want to put food in my mouth and I find myself stressed and exhausted quite frequently.

So, with the help of an awesome calorie counting app, I'm on my way to documenting every blessed thing that goes in my body and logging all my activities. I know myself well and I am rebellious at my core, just ask my husband. I need structure in the worst way but every time I buckle myself down it raises up that beast in me that wants freedom. Freedom is a tricky business. We so fool ourselves into thinking that following our every hearts desire is the definition of freedom when, in actuality, it only comes when we have healthy boundaries. Quite a pickle.

This is going to be quite a challenge but I'm in a place where I'm ready to be challenged. It's funny how you have to be ready for it, like you have to come to the end of the rope or the bottom of the pit before your ready to start climbing. I guess I was just curious to see what it was like down here and, now that I've seen it, I want out really badly.

I'm also really excited that an egg is only 100 calories!!

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1 comment:

  1. Hi Dearie,
    Something that has helped me: "Weighing (the amounts of food) is praying."
    I had to learn the hard/fat way that 50 extra pounds of food can get there via raw apples and celery just as easily as via Twinkies and ice cream. Extra weight hurts my joints and spine exactly the same, whether it came from healthy food or junk food.
    I'm still learning to surrender the extra-bite-temptation to God, no matter how small. Those extra bits of food and large serving sizes are the "sandpaper" God uses to mold me into the image of His Son. When I surrender those, at the moment I realize I want them, I'm His.
    - Martine