Restaurants that describe my body: The switch from "Dairy Queen" to "Hot & Now"

    Whew.  My sincere apologies for last night.  I had every intention in the world of writing to you, but somehow I ended up with my eyes closed and drool on my pillow instead.  When I discovered the run-away saliva,  I said, "Michael that's gross.", and he gave me my pillow back.
    But now I'm back, to let you know, I can really shake 'em down.  Oh how I long to scream, "Do you love me?!", but alas, Bambino is asleep, and that is currently more precious to me than belting The Contours.  (I am however, full-blown lip syncing to the melody in my head.)   So now that we're finished with the stuff that has absolutely nothing to do with the main focus of tonights post...
    
      I don't know about the rest of you, but I've been a little dissatisfied with the physical state of my body.  Now, before you go all, "Christina, you're so beautiful, you should really love yourself the way you are.", on me, lemme tell you, yes, I am and I do, BUT, I know that I'll FEEL better and enjoy time with my great-grandchildren,  if I start implementing a healthier lifestyle.  So that is what I've decided to do.  Fortunately for me, I have a fantastic husband that supports everything I do (Well, almost everything anyway, he wasn't completely on board when I wanted to dye my hair red, white, and blue,  or make the switch to turkey bacon.)  When I informed him I wanted to make healthier life choices he replied, "Great!  Me too! (except for turkey bacon) Let's do this thing."  Then, we worked out together and drank mates (mah-tays) while we discussed how good we felt after exercising.  Thanks Michael, you are above and beyond what I ever thought one could find in a spouse.
      So, I'm contemplating making every Friday's post a "fitness friday".  I will write about my fitness journey and maybe even give you a photo of me taken that day so you can view my progress.  I will also let you know my current weight  and my goal weight.  Please be encouraged to join me.  Also, give me some feedback to let me know if you this idea is interesting to you, or if you're like, "Please just stick to the formula and we will remain faithful to read this nutty blog."

I did some research, and although Paul says, "exercise profits little" (1 Tim. 4:8), he didn't say it doesn't profit at all, he was comparing it to the greatness of having a relationship with God.  Furthermore, back then the dude was probably walking miles each day, not even considering his mode of transportation to be exercise.  Also, he wasn't consuming beaucoup chemicals that messed with his metabolism.  And, last but not least, he was a GUY.  He did not care what his thighs looked like in a swimsuit.

Flipping through the book of love, I also found this verse:


1 Corinthians 10:31 (King James Version)

 31Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God.

 I am going to do all things, whether I am eating rabbit food, or enjoying a treat, (hey, He was the one who made cocoa beans and sugar cane), or typing an irreverent (and occasionally vulgar), blog,  to the glory of God.

Now I am going to do something completely gutsy.  I am going to walk over to the scale, step on it, look down at the numbers, and put those very numbers on this public writ.  OMG. This is tough. Here goes:

It says..... 146 lbs.  There you have it.  According to the doctor, 130 lbs. is a healthy goal for me.  So stay tuned to see 16 lbs. shed itself from my "getting more and more rockin', body".

Love you everybody!

PS.  My grandma planted peas for me in her garden.  They're my favorite.  Thanks G!

PPS.  To the ladies (Dana, Crystal, Marla, Kellie) who have been posting FB stats about jogging and biking, I thank you.  You have been great inspiration to me.  Keep up the great work!