Smaller Jeans, Sorer Joints

Week 3 of healthier living went well, save a trip to Virginia for birthday parties and football games. Weekends prove to be a problem.

Nevertheless, eating healthier felt good most of the time. When you start to accept that your body is not your own, but rather that you are a steward of it for your lifetime and it is really God's creation, it makes it a bit easier to care about yourself. At least for this week, it worked for me most of the time.

Working out is making me chronically sore and tired. However, it looks like it is time to buy a pair of smaller jeans. So, I'll celebrate this small victory.

I don't really like posting this stuff, but it is providing some accountability, which we all need when we are changing long-ingrained behaviors. I can't promise every week will be filled with happy tales of weight loss, vegetable ingestion and abstinence from buffalo wings. But I hope God gives me the courage to post even if I walk a bit off path.

Direction, not intention, determines destination. This past week was fairly directionally on target.

Here's to next week...(sadly, there is no Corona for me to toast with, though)...