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Before I was diagnosed with
cancer, a couple of years ago, I was pretty active. With several surgeries,
a thyroid out of whack and a sedentary lifestyle, I've gained a substantial
amount of weight. I'd wanted to join an exercise club for some time, but
they are so expensive. Finally, I decided that club dues would be cheaper
than a heart attack, so the day after my 39th birthday, we broke
down and signed up.
I began noticing a need to
do something when Susan kept shrinking my clothes. Either she is a part
of a conspiracy with the garment industry that keeps putting the XL tags
on smaller clothes or I was getting fatter. I asked my kids the other day
if I looked fat in the clothes I was wearing. Their reply? "Of course
you do daddy. You are fat."
Awareness of the need to
lose weight was the first step, but the next step was even harder--I had
to get motivated to make the necessary changes. Turning 39 did that. We
figured out the logistics, developed a plan and got with it.
It strikes me that awareness,
motivation, planning, and implementation are the same processes we use
to grow in other areas of our life. From spending more time with the kids
to becoming an evangelistic Christian we go through these steps. The only
other trait that is needed is faithfulness.
The first day, before my
workout, I stepped on the scale. It groaned. This morning, after my work
out, I got on the scale again. It showed I lost 30 pounds. Though I like
the idea of losing 30 pounds, I reported the faulty scale to the management.
The trainer said, "You lost 30 pounds in two weeks, that's not healthy."
"No," I said, "I didn't lose that much weight, your scale
is wrong." "Oh," he smiled. "We'll see about fixing
the scale, but keep at it and you will lose that weight." As I walked
out the door to come to work, I thought to myself. "Yes, I will."