Consequences

There are consequences of (ahem) overeating. While we are enjoying the good savory food and wanting more, we don't think of what will happen to us because of it. I say, "we" because I know I'm not alone in this.

While I was off this wonderful fast, I gained back the weight I'd lost. I felt sluggish again. My energy level dropped. I just had a general miserable feeling. But worst of all, I spent the night in a hospital fearful of an impending heart attack. I was angry at myself the entire time I lay in that hospital bed thinking of the things I couldn't do because of this ridiculous trip to the ER and overnight "observation" stay there.

The monetary cost was high, too. I mean, all of those extra meals bought was an added cost. Talk about cost - take a trip to the ER. Even though we have insurance, it doesn't pay everything. That li'l ER trip could have paid for a trip to say, Branson. Now, THAT cost is something I could have felt good about.

These things are just a snapshop of the consequences of my straying off the path of fasting. But, I'm back on again, going on the road to better health.

What Can I Say?

O wow, over two weeks have gone by and I have sunk to the level I was before this year. That is, I went off my Fast-Five eating plan, plus, my One-Meal a day plan I was doing with some great ladies.

The best thing I know to do in this situation is to be like Paul and forget those thing which are behind and reach toward those things which are ahead. (go see Philippians 3:13).

Looking back, I can see that I slipped in little ways, not in all day all at once. Maybe also, I put too many restrictions on myself. I mean, "NO" sweets? I'll take Angela's gentle advice and allow myself mints at least or a piece of penny candy once in a while.

I'm back. I fell down the climb, but I'm gaining ground again.