Monday, October 6, 2008

I did it.

I ate well all day.

It's been weeks, months even. And it's a vicious circle. I eat bad, I get depressed. I'm depressed, I eat bad. I've been a mess and I told Kevin last night I'd just like to get through ONE DAY. ONE DAY of eating within the boundaries of Weight Watchers. The program isn't magical, but for someone like me who needs its parameters, it is helpful. He reminded me about a speaker we heard who said "A disciplined life is a happy life," and without going all analytical on the word "happy" I'll just say he was a good, Godly, wise speaker. Someone I'd like to listen to, but gosh darnit, I just don't want to quit eating enormous quantities of food whenever I please. However, the more this gets out of control, the more I become a basketcase and that's no good.

It's almost 9:00. I'm on my way to pick up a book and once I'm reading, I don't eat. So I made it. ONE DAY. One day down. I need prayer to tackle another.
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