It’s been some time since I reported on my journey toward better health. I wish I could tell you that I am 100% off all medications, have lost all the weight I need to lose, and my compromised immune system has taken a 180 turn to the better. That is not the case. I let life get the best of me, fell off my regime bandwagon, and am now reverting to baby steps.
It was all so innocent — preparing for the holidays, then going on vacation. I told myself, “self, you can do this, you have the tools, you don’t need accountability.” Boy, was I wrong. After a lot of self-talk (sounding much like babble), I knew I needed to start over yet again.
I am happy to report that my energy has increased dramatically, and now average about 12,000 steps a day. I may not be a super body builder, but I can make a mean lap (or two or three) around the farm compound every day.
Every afternoon I gather our Great Pyrenees (Scooter and Teeny) to put them in their pens each night. I don’t mean to brag, but we have very smart dogs. Every day they see me heading their direction with a leash in hand, they get up and intentionally go the other direction. They must think it’s a game. As I increase my steps, they increase theirs. Scooter starts trotting … then I start, then stop … he looks around to see how fast I’m moving then slows so I can catch up with him (thank the Lord). I think our pups understand the concept of baby steps, too.
No matter how old you are, baby steps can be applied to every area of a person’s life – personal habits, work, study, time management, quiet times. I’m going to see how long this latest phase will last and would appreciate your prayers (can I hear an amen?).
Until next time …