Day 8

S'more oreos.


I don't want to have "guilty pleasures." I no longer want to hide my likes and dislikes or try to do what everyone else is doing.


Yes, I love s'more oreos. I love carbs. I love things are so no good for me.


My way too many to count oreo snack, followed by at least 3 "serving sizes" of Doritos was washed down with at least 32 ounces of water and 2 "serving sizes" of salad.


Gains and losses.


Wins and loses.


Success and Failure.




I want to figure this out. I want to figure out what works for me. I want to give it my all and not fall or give in.


Have the past 8 days really been a #shread? Not really. Mentally I was all in, but I was holding back. There is a huge blockade in front of me and I cannot for the life of me figure out how to hurdle over it.


What would I lose? Guilt? Shame? A few pounds? I really don't have anything to lose.


My priorities have been so focused on everything else that I am failing to take care of me.


I have goals, but I feel they get weaker by the day.


I have signed up for a half marathon for goodness sakes. Isn't that enough motivation? Apparently not.


One day at a time I am learning more and new things about myself. Each any every day it is something different.


Each day I learn of a love for deeper than a love I have ever known. Just when I think I have experienced it all, a new door opens.


Through HIM A L L things are possible. I can do ALL things through HIM who gives me strength.


I will run this race with endurance. I will not tire or grow faint or weary.


My God holds me up and I look to Him. My eyes remain on Him. My Abba, Father.