This evening, despite the fact that I knew better, I stepped on the scale. I figured the 284 was probably a fluke anyways. Plus I was great the last two days the scale has to be lower. I step on and it is like slow motion as the scale focuses on my weight. You know the way the tv shows do it where the scale bounces up and down for a full 30 seconds. Of course mine was like 3 seconds but I was so anxious to see a number that would tell me I didn't have to exercise anymore. What did it read? 283 That is right. In two days I consumed or exercised off an extra 3000 calories which is the approximate amount of a pound and there it is on the scale.
It was like God saying, "Angela, I don't want you to do this for two days and quit. I want you to do this for the rest of your life. It is hard work but look, (he motions to the scale) you can do it." Now of course I did not actually see God but I have a pretty good imagination. So I of course I reply, "Really, forever?" "Yes" And I think about the pictures of babies I have on my vision/prayer board. How I want to have children. Not just be healthy enough to have children but to remain healthy all of their lives and teach them to be healthy. "Ok"