I have been here 6 weeks. I have 6 weeks to go. And it gets harder each day. After having another week of not losing weight I became a mess. I used my pain and anger to push myself during my workouts. I cried my eyes out for 4 miles today but I ran a 10 minute mile instead of my usual 17 minute mile walk. My knees hurt but I keep pushing. I took out my frustration on the trail and on the weights in the gym.
I am mad at myself for cheating last week. Mat at myself that I don't have the will power and strength to stay on the program. Mad at myself for being weak and giving in to temptation. Mad at myself for not seeking God for help but enjoying the temptations. Mad at myself because I know I am better than this.
I feel very lost and weak. I'm struggling with my pain and wrestling with my strength. I realized I need to turn this journey over to God and let him carry the weight (no pun intended) of my life.
"His mercies are new every single morning sweet girl." - Grace LaMaster
It is time I refocus on my journey. It is time for me to take time for myself. It is time I honor God.
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