Do you ever feel that there just isn't enough time in a day? Some days it seems like from the moment your feet touch the floor you are at a non-stop speed until you crawl back into bed at night. Amazingly this happens more and more frequently as I get older. Work will pass in a blur, and when I leave there are always unfinished quotes or policy changes. Not to mention the organizational planning that didn't get touched that day. I am actually grateful for the traffic each night because it allows me to catch up with my parents/siblings/friends while I'm commuting. It also serves as a debriefing moment before I get home (basically a time where I can leave work at work). Then it's home for dinner, kids bedtime, workout, shower, and writing the blog. There is more that needs to be done, but by this time, my eyelids are protesting each night. Why is life so difficult and time consuming sometimes?
I've heard it said that “Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty… I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life. I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well (Theodore Roosevelt)." So far this journey has been anything but easy. Working day in and day out to provide for a family is not easy. Raising children and being a loving example to the two blessings is fun, but not easy. Loving Bekah and being there for her is rewarding and satisfying, but it is never easy. All of these things are priceless to me. They are all hard, but worth the effort that is required. I view my weight loss journey in the same light. Just like work it requires consistency. It is fun, rewarding, and satisfying like being a parent and a spouse. There is no price that I can pay that can bring me the same feeling and excitement I have each time I see the numbers on the scale get lower. Sure it takes a lot of time (which I already don't have enough of), but the results far outweigh the effort I'm putting in. The ability to live normally and healthily. Not to mention the freedom from guilt of dishonesty, poor stewardship, and gluttony. So while I may have days when I an pulled in too many directions and race against the twenty-four hour clock, I know how excited I will be when I see that 200 on the scale. My life my be a little crazy, but I am still losing my butter half.
It was a pretty normal day for calorie intake and exercise. I like the fact that eating healthy and exercising are normal now.
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