A Long Climb

My sister suggested that I begin a journal to record my climb out of the cycle of diet, lack of exercise, and over eating that has overwhelmed my attempts to bring my weight under control for half of my life. I can never remember a time when I was not on a diet,  but I was never morbidly obese until a life crisis of death in the family and divorce with the ensuing problems sent me plummeting into  the depths of despair. All this happened many years ago during my late thirties.  My family issues were resolved but the weight problems lingered until today.

Words are hard to find to explain the aggravation and self loathing that accompanies the failure of controlling one's own self. I cannot claim ignorance. I am a reader and researcher, and a professional woman. I understand everything I need to know about calorie counting, portion control, counting carbs for my diabetes, and the need for exercise and drinking adequate amounts of water. I feel that should be stated right up front. 

As a prayer minister it is especially distressful that I seemingly cannot bring my body under control. This has to stop. It stops today!

These words will be my watchword!  Philippians 4: 13  I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

I promise to keep my maunderings short and to the point in the hope that we will learn and be successful together.