I go out walking.... and I lost (look inside to see how much)

Mother Nature you are a tease. You dangle those nice days of sunshine and light breezes in my face and you make me want for more and then you laugh at me and give me over cast with drizzle and snow! Snow?! Really!!! I thought we had this talk already. But that's okay. Because this week, I lost two pounds and there is nothing your over cast snow rain drizzle can do about that!! Yes, My friends, I lost 2 pounds. I know 1 off it is part of the yo yo. 1 is not so I am as o this point 1 pound away from 20 pounds lost! I am so close I can almost feel it.

I have a feeling that this....

 And this

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helped me to feel that close too. I know I have been saying it a lot but there is something to be said for fresh air and sunshine.  Monday I walked down the street to an old abandon house that is set back in the woods and took some pics back there. Tuesday I worked and I walked my butt off.

Wednesday I spent over two hours hiking in the dunes with Becky at West Beach. It was great. I stretched my muscles, got a little sun-burnt and took a lot of pics and I got a lot of exercise. Then Thursday I worked for 5 hours high tailing it with the horses. By Friday I was tired. Just tired. But I felt good. I felt great. I felt like God was with me. He was with me everywhere.

My eating could have been better. Don't get me wrong I am by no means a food goddess yet. But I was alright. I sure did drink a lot of water. I love my Crystal lite flavored waters. I have been drinking a lot of water. I still struggle to get my 3 square meals a day in. I still struggle to get all my meds in. But I try.

Well I had a pretty good dinner and I am tired. I wanted to say a little prayer and get ready to call it a night. It is going to be a busy week so if you don't hear from me on Sunday I should be here on Monday.

Dear God, Thank you for today. Thank you for the time we get to spend with our families. For the songs we sing that remind us of those who are gone and the songs we sing that remind us of those who are preparing to go home. Please help us to know how to sing them. Thank you for your Son. For the sacrifices he made for us. Thank you for this body, I have beaten and abused it. I have treated it badly but you have given it another day to get up and sing your praises. I am far from perfect father. I snap when I am angry, I blame others when I am wrong or ashamed. I have denied you, more often than I can recall. But I am trying God. And I know I have gotten better. I bite my tongue when I want to spit words of anger and I own my own guilt and admit my own shame and when I am asked if I am a Christian I say I am. How can I deny you after all you have given for me?