It’s been a good weekend so far. Started with 2nd man canceling our workout yesterday morning (whew!). I’m not happy that it was because he was feeling under the weather, however, I was thinking we were going to have to install handicap railing in our bathroom if my legs didn’t recover soon. Just having a small child brush up against them was excruciating. I’m thinking it’s a good thing to ease into this workout thing. Not to mention that he now has me on a clean eating plan I need time to learn about.. This is the idea that we should eat foods that are as close to their natural state as possible. That’s right…I have to break off my evil friendship with Little Debbie. She’s a chemical filled nightmare that will outlive a nuclear war apparently. So far, she’s been working underground and hiding out around my midsection….and lower section….oh, and upper section too.
I’m actually on board with the 2nd man on this idea, but admittedly it was with some arm twisting reluctance. I cried in his office when he first informed me that he wanted us to try to go this direction. “you mean I have to go back to school to learn how to feed my family again?” It’s not that I’m unwilling to help my family be as nutritious as possible, but it does take a substantial amount of time to learn how to cook everything….again….in a healthy way.
After the initial tears I took a deep breath and said, “ok, I’m willing to try.” Three reasons why. 1. I’m bummed because nobody’s coming for the holidays this year, and we have nowhere to go. Guess it’s the perfect time to try to get healthy and learn to cook since there’s not much reason to cook up all of the junk food I was so looking forward to. 2. I spotted a horrendous picture of myself on the photo wall at church….lets just say I could use some change. And 3. I really do want to be healthy and it kind of gives me a sense of Proverbs 31 (if you know what I mean). In a nutshell….couldn’t hurt, might help.
This should be interesting trying to be all “clean” in the youth ministry. Already, this weekend, we’ve been to a youth rally that served Frito chili pie and brownies. Not sure there was anything clean about any of that. Tonight we have a teen service at church and GAP night afterwards. GAP meaning “Games And Pizza”. Guess I’d better eat my clean tuna and veggies before we leave for church. I’m hoping the satisfaction of being healthy will outweigh the smell of that pizza in my car when I go to pick it up. Ooooh I may need some prayer on this one.