I woke up this morning knowing that I had put in much work yesterday. Preaching is a physically demanding task. Standing in one place and lecturing isn't, but getting up filled with fervor and fire and preaching requires that the preacher be in shape. I preached two services yesterday and was drenched in sweat afterward. (I sweat easily, so it's not like I was running the aisles.) Later in the day I hiked up a hill called Arabia Mountain and ended the day walking/jogging 1.5 miles in 20 minutes. So when I got on the scales this morning I anticipated some significant weight loss. In fact I lost 1.2 pounds yesterday. I went from 243 on Sunday to 241.8 on Monday.
I've spent the day working on my dissertation, so up to this point (8:00 p.m.) I've been very sedentary. Instead of running on the treadmill tonight I'll be doing an aerobic workout with weights. By all accounts weightloss is accelerated by weight training rather than running or bike work alone. When I was 44-45 y.o. I hit the weight hard and heavy. I will not be lifing heavy again. No more powerlifting for me, but I will be trying to get my muscles toned and cut as I lose weight. At least that's the plan.
I have felt the pangs of hunger throughout the day, and again, I try to mentally translate that feeling into a positive thing. I tell myself that that feeling is the feeling of fat being eaten away. My body is adjusting to the smaller portions, but think in time it won't be a much of a shock as it has been in the past few weeks.
Verse of the Day: Rev 7:15-17
16 They shall neither hunger anymore nor thirst anymore; the sun shall not strike them, nor any heat; 17 for the Lamb who is in the midst of the throne will shepherd them and lead them to living fountains of waters. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes." NKJV
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