As many of you may or may not know, I am actively trying to manage my weight. I’ve been working with an awesome personal trainer (Josh, of the great Doughnut Epiphanies) who suffers through my whining about working out and takes time everyday to look at my food journal. In the interest of steady progress, I recently decided to start counting calories to help me stay on track. Oh boy…..
I’ve developed this love/hate relationship with calorie counting. On the one hand, it does help me make better decisions. There are many things that I decide to not eat (or only eat half of) because it has too many calories. On the other hand, I was much happier when I was ignorant. Now I realize that for every day I go crazy and eat whatever, it will take about 3 or 4 days of being “good” to make up for the extra calories. Its not fair
As I’m sharing these lamentations with Josh, he points out “This healthy thing is tough.” And I remind him “I’m a wimp…I don’t do tough so well.”
That got me thinking (as random statements often do) this Jesus thing is tough.
This healthy thing is tough…I need to cook dinner almost everyday because eating out is a sure fire way to send me over my calorie limit.
This Jesus thing is tough…I need to be in the word almost everyday to keep my mind focused and my priorities clear.
This healthy thing is tough…I can’t partake in all of the goodies people bring to work because I’ve got that magic calorie number to stay under
This Jesus thing is tough…Maintaining my integrity in a world were too often “anything goes” leaves me as an outsider in some social situations.
This healthy thing is tough…sometimes I have to forgo the computer or television in exchange for the treadmill
This Jesus thing is tough…sometimes I have to forgo the computer or television in exchange for investing more time, energy and resources in helping others.
This healthy thing is tough…I have to think ahead for almost every meal. An unplanned indulgence can send me over the top and leave me with just enough calories to have lettuce and water for dinner.
This Jesus thing is tough…I need to be vigilant against temptations that always seem to strike when I’m at my weakest.
I teach engineering. When my students complain about how tough the engineering classes are, I tell them “If it were easy, everyone would do it.” And I suppose at the end of the day, that is what it boils down to. Anything worth having, is worth working for…even when its tough.