Monthly Archives: September 2014

Falling Off the Wagon: What to Do After a Diet Fail

I don’t remember which weight loss blog I read this on, but I’ll never forget the quote: “When you get a flat tire, you change it and keep driving; you don’t pop the other three tires”. Fabulous, right?

We all have times when we fall off the health wagon. Why did I eat that? Why did I eat ALL of that? Why did I stay up so late? Lifting sofa cushions to find the remote counts as exercise, right?

UntitledThere are weeks when my butt is firmly seated in the health wagon and I’m buckled up and facing front. There are also weeks when I’m more like a little kid who’s hanging over the side trying to hit the wheel with a stick. I’m still in the wagon, but I’m being stupid. I reach a little too far and suddenly I’m eating dirt. (Low in calories, but not recommended. It tastes awful, even covered in chocolate… I mean broccoli.)

What do you do when you fall off the health wagon? You get back on. Make better choices starting now, but don’t beat yourself up about the ones you already made. If beating yourself up counted as exercise, I’d say “Knock yourself out!” But it’s not, and that was a great pun, wouldn’t you agree?

picking-yourself-upIn ten years it won’t matter that you fell, it’ll matter that you didn’t stay down in the dirt. Is falling off the wagon frustrating? You bet. Painful? Sometimes. Embarrassing? Sure. But you still have three good tires. Each day is a new day and each morning you wake up on the wagon. And next time that little kid won’t lean out quite so far to hit the wheel with a stick. Perfection is not realistic, so we’re not aiming for perfect here, we’re aiming for not-stupid.

“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” Psalm 73:26

How have you handled a fall from the health wagon? What helps you get back on or stay on?

 

Pet Perfection: Backyard Chickens

Our family has taken the next step toward organic free range eggs and becoming an unofficial petting zoo. Let me introduce you to the ladies; a family album of sorts.

10551460_10152978189095828_4966502958445231008_oHere they are newly arrived in July and super cute. Like their human counterparts, they spent their days eating, sleeping, and pooping. We even had family come visit from out of town to hold a handful of fluff.

P1050447Next came the awkward teen weeks with the loud music, testing of boundaries, and punk hairstyles. When they started eating the ants in the garden, I told them I loved them.

2014 September 210Fully plumed and adjusted to the fenced backyard, these five ladies now  have full time jobs scratching and fertilizing the yard and gardens.

2014 September 214If you need some inspiration for your workout, try the We’ve-already-eaten-the-bottom-leaves Bean Jump!

“Which of you fathers, if your son asks foran egg, will give him a scorpion?  If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!” Luke 11:11-13

 

I Didn’t Buy The Cookies (Poem)

P1010686I didn’t buy the cookies.
I didn’t buy the cake.
I didn’t buy the donuts,
And that was my mistake.

Junk is calling, I’ve got the munchies!
Body’s craving salt, sweet, crunchy.

I didn’t buy potato chips,
I didn’t buy a candy bar.
I want to eat a snack food, but
I don’t want to get in the car.

Junk is calling, I’ve got the munchies!
Body’s craving salt, sweet, crunchy.

If I want a brownie,
I’m going to have to make it.
Heat the oven, measure flour,
Mix, wait, dishes, I can’t take it!

Junk is calling, I’ve got the munchies!
Body’s craving salt, sweet, crunchy.

P1020877My cabinet holds some oatmeal.
My fridge is full of carrots.
I’ll settle for some hummus
And plants with all their merits.

Eat what’s easy, I’ve got the munchies.
Oats and carrots, sweet and crunchy.

I didn’t buy the cookies.
I didn’t buy the cake.
I only bought the vegetables,
And that was no mistake.