Ive started to feel better. Thanks to all the granola hippie stuff I’ve been doing for ten years. And God. And the magic of James 5:17.
I love to bake! I haven’t been able to do it much the last ten years.
So…..I bought a scale and put in my bathroom and I try to weigh myself whenever I feel thin (so I don’t get upset and depressed and eat a whole bunch!) Right?
Well, I got busy (!!!) And didn’t weigh myself.
For three weeks.
Dah…dah…duuuuun…..I’ve gained. Ten pounds!
I want to be more religious about weighing myself often. (It’s easier to deal with when it’s 2 lbs!)
What I’ve decided to do is something that I read about in a book (it was a mystery novel I think). I’m going to pick a cheat day. And that is the only day that I can eat whatever I want. I already have been doing intermittent fasting so my eating 4 p.m. to 9 p.m.
So….,yeah: time to deny my flesh.
This is good for me; I don’t want to be bossed around by my appetites, right? I (with God) call the shots!