Lost vs Loss

In a little less than a month I've lost 15.5 inches and 4.6 pounds. Those figures only reflect what's happening on the outside of me... my physical being. There's so much more to the lost weight than inches and pounds. Can you walk with me for a few moments as I talk about the journey?

I had a tremendous fear of starting this Healthcare Initiative - Your Body His Temple... especially when the team asked me to be the prototype of what our family could do. I never want to disappoint anyone... let them down. The skit was a hit and momentum started. Wednesday, the first part of the trilogy; April, Don't Be a Fool along with the challenge let me know we were on the right track. I lost the fear of the program being a failure or flop. The weight of the program lifted from me. That should be worth several stress pounds!

In the midst of kicking off Your Body His Temple, I suffered a loss. My former husband of 18 years died of cancer on Thursday, April 14th. We've been divorced for nearly 13 years. Yet, my heart broke and in the wee hours of this morning the pain of what our lives should have been together is weighing me down. I'm working hard to stay on track because emotional stress is a major trigger for me. 

I am trying so hard to be a different woman - a better on the outside and working ...exercising my faith to be a different woman - a better woman on the inside. It hurts to say no to my favorite comfort foods right now. It's uncomfortable to exercise when I'd rather curl up in a ball and just cry. It would be so easy to self-medicate by pigging out but I can't do that. 

Life is painful at times. Jesus said, in this world we would have trouble but the statement doesn't end there. He completed the thought by saying; BUT be of good cheer because I have overcome the world! I refuse to sorrow as a person without hope. Yes, I am grieving on a number of levels... angry on a few others and sensing a loss that without the love of God, the blood of Jesus and the sweet communion of the Holy Ghost would be burying me right now. 

All I can do is work to lose the physical weight as I work to loose the emotional weight.When I can dodge a hysterical meltdown in 4 hour increments or more, that will be progress.

Have you lost anything? Are you experiencing the loss of something or someone? Don't give up! The scale may not say what you want it to for a very long time. The inches may stubbornly gnaw at your resolve but don't quit! The lack of anticipated results today does not mean you won't reach your goal. Set some milestones to celebrate along the way.

 My weight mile markers are set for every 15 or 10 pounds, alternately. This way I can push myself and reward myself when progress seems slow.