Some weeks ago, my wife and I decided to get control of our health. When we got married, I weighed in at about 190 pounds. Twenty years later I stepped on the scale and it coughed and muttered, "One at a time please!" That's when I decided enough was enough. About the same time, a friend of mine sent me a book about being more healthy. The junction of her care and my concern, coupled with my wife's personal desire to change her lifestyle, put me over the top. I came face to face with the reality that I don't sleep well. I have aches and pains. I can't keep up with my kids. My blood pressure has been borderline high. I often need or want a nap to get through my day. I realized, I was getting by, but I wasn't really living.
What's more amazing to me is that as I'm exercising discipline to make my diet work every day, I'm realizing it's easier to apply discipline to other areas of my life that needed attention too. Before I struggled to drink enough water. For the past week I've been able to drink my recommended ounces. I'm going to bed earlier. I'm sleeping better. And the pain I had in my ankle, is more of a dull throb than a sharp point. All in Week 1!
It has encouraged me to look forward to seeing what Week 2 will hold.