After my meltdown the other day, I came to realize quite a few things.
1) Never weigh yourself then blog about it when you're hormonal
2) I have an amazing network of friends and family that love and support me
3) I need to hide my scale (and dear, dear Hubby has done just that for me)
4) Hubby loves me, no matter what I weigh (he told me so, too!)
5) GOD loves me, no matter what I weigh
6) If I am eating right and exercising, the weight itself is secondary
Looking back on last week, I've thought a few things over - while I DID do more last week then usual, it just might not have been enough. I exercised two times. I ate healthfully, but I probably ate too much (even healthy food can be bad if you eat too much of it). So, in retrospect, I need to "fuggetabowtit" and move on.
I also realized that I am disobeying God by relying too much on the scale. God wants us to rely on Him, and put our trust in Him. Instead, I was putting my trust in a machine. I was worshiping a false idol.
One thing that I often write about is self image. I apparantly forgot my own mantra the other day:
"I am fearfully and wonderfully made" (Psalm 139:14) by God "in his own image" (Genesis 1:27). God created me as I am - fat and all. He made me with frizzy hair, big boobs and a flat tush. He gave me a mole on my nose, and missing incisor teeth. He gave me a quirky look that my husband just loves.
So, as I repent for all of that, I make a vow. Okay, two vows.
1) I will never EVER blog on PMS again.
2) I will F.R.O.G. = Fully Rely On God.
If I can do those two things, I'll be just fine.