Novel Thought.

I saw a picture of myself the other day. What happened to that 21 year old who looked good in a string bikini? She's vanished, and been replaced by some mom-ish version of her former self. The mom thing I'm okay with; the tummy chub is gross. Yesterday, I actually felt my back fat jiggle. That's sobering, and way beyond gross.

My weight is an area of my life that I cannot seem to balance. I'm either eating 10 grams of fat a day and working out for hours or pounding cookies by the handful. Normal, healthful, non-life consuming eating/excercising patterns escape me most of the time. This is an annoying weakness of mine; an area that I should have it together in, but I don't.

I know this will sound dumb to many of you. But I had a thought. (no that's not the dumb part, keep reading) I'm a thrifty girl. When I buy anything I search for the best price and the best value. I consider quality before making my purchases. Sometimes I don't buy what I want because I cannot afford it, or sometimes I wait to make a purchase until I know I can afford it. I don't consider this a hardship, it's just excercising some wisdom and discipline. Hmm...couldn't these same skills be transfered over to my eating habits? Make wise eating choices, look for calorie bargains, and the best nutritional value. Surely, that cannot be so hard. Maybe it's not an all or nothing proposition, maybe its an issue of balance, and stewardship, discipline.

random tibit:

Today I gardened. I burnt my shoulders, and my muscles are sore, but it was so good. I have a little, somewhat pathetic looking, rock garden with shade flowers.

Don't be decieved, those scrawny, little plants may not look like much now, but they will. There is so much potential for beauty in each one of them. All they need is some time and TLC. I think that's part of what is so satifying about growing a garden from seeds and scrawny plants. I love to watch the transformation (and it takes years, not days or weeks). If God can make a hard and tiny little seed into something wonderful, what can he do with me?