I’ve been stuck on the 185-187 weight range for a couple of weeks. Since I’m about 30 pounds above my healthy range, disappointment is a good way to sum up my current thoughts.
Once again, I have brought this “plateau” on myself. I have a number of reasons: going to bed late, eating salt (which is one of my proven plateau foods), not drinking enough water, and not being consistent in my healthy habits.
On the bright side, I have gained muscle and melted some of my abdominal fat around my obliques, so this period of self-destruction hasn’t been for nothing.
I’ve just stalled myself, that’s all. However, I’m not giving up. The battle for my health continues so long as I fight.
I get to serve a God who sends me on His errands to finish His tasks. I serve a God Who gives me a front-row seat to watch the Lord of Sabaoth fight His own battles. I serve a God Who helps me “5 [cast] down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ” (2 Corinthians 10:5).
With that knowledge tonight, “I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for Thou, LORD, only makest me dwell in safety” (Psalms 4:8).
Sweet dreams, friend.