Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Day four of my new life.

I’m in the middle of day four of my new life and I’m just dying to hop on the scales, but I won’t. Not until Friday. Although it would be fun to see just how well things are going. For now, my best indicator is that I my shirts and pants are fitting a bit better. I’m sure it’s not because I’ve lost that much weight in four days, but I’m no longer the constantly “overstuffed-turkey” that I once was. Before Friday, it was nothing for me to gulp down a 44oz beverage during a ginormous high calorie meal that was usually the size of a small watermelon. That mass I referred to as breakfast, lunch, or dinner had to accumulate some place temporary as my body toiled for hours trying to figure out where in the heck to stash everything I just ate. And my innards had to work quickly because I was about to refill it again in 3 or 4 hours. Now, my meals are streamlined, 5 or 6 small meals per day. My body seems to enjoy the lighter digestive workload and the temporary storage container in my gut does not poke out near nearly as much as a result.
Now I want to shift gears a bit. Some of you may be wondering what started all of this. The following is an excerpt from an email reply I wrote to a good friend of mine and it sums it up pretty well.
The decision to do this came very sudden. It was a very spiritual thing. The Holy Ghost pretty much said out-of-the-blue, "You need to post your struggles with weight loss on your blog". I mulled the idea around for a few days and the nagging thoughts would not leave me. Then one night, I simply knew it was time. I started texting Yori about it; half hoping he would talk me out of it, but at the same time, knowing that he would encourage me to just take the plunge.

I wrote the first blog entry but resisted clicking the "post" button, feeling the whole thing was dumb and certainly embarrassing, and EVERYONE would know about my problem. But then, something spiritual came over me again and I hit the freaking button for all I was worth. The inner peace I felt was immediate. Somehow, I know that this is going to work!

PS After making sure that someone in the gym new CPR, I agreed to play full court basketball tonight with the scouts. It was awesome!


  1. I know just what that overstuffed turkey feeling feels like. Been there, done that.

    I went on a 15-day cleanse once with fresh juices and raw food, and the one thing I really loved about it was that for 15 days I never had that stuffed-to-the-gills feeling of not being able to breathe.

    I had another time when I felt a desperate need for inspiration to write music. As I prayed and worked, I found that what I ate and how much greatly affected my ability to have communication from the Spirit. I had to watch myself. After a while of purposely controlling what I ate and how much, it was like the weakness melted into the background, and I lost the desire to overeat or indulge in unhealthy things. It was a great learning experience.

  2. One thing I have noticed since starting my 4 a day self improvement deal: Just like with Peter walking on water, if you start looking at the storm and the waves, you will lose faith. Keep focused on today, this hour. One day at a time. One step at a time. One hour at a time. One meal at a time. Don’t overwhelm yourself with the big picture yet. Maybe that comes later, but not yet.

    Stephen Cornelsen

  3. Rachel, I know what you mean about our communication with the Spirit being connected to how we treat our bodies. For that reason, I believe that the adversary plays a pivotal part in tempting us to over indulge, especially on a continual basis.