So, it's 6:50 Sunday Morning on the day of my weigh-in. I'd thought of stuffing myself for breakfast just to add a pound to the weigh in, figuring that I would lose first pound so easily... but having weighed myself already and realizing that I weigh so much than I thought, I'm not willing to add any extra pounds. If it wouldn't forever change my relationship with my congregation (and not in a good way), I'd do the weigh in naked, just to get the starting number down.
Of course, we are celebrating my eldest son's birthday tonight and his only request is that his mother make Lasagne. My wife makes a lasagne that people travel from foreign countries to experience... old Italian men curse their mother's cooking upon tasting my wife's lasagne (a small exaggeration, perhaps). The investment in cheese and meat is not small... and it's one of the my favourite experiences in all the world. I have stood on the edge of the Grand Canyon, walked the Labyrinth in Chartres, seen the descending angels at the Cathedral in Bath... none compares with sitting down to my wife's lasagne.
Spider Robinson noted that "God is an iron".
If a burglar commits burglary and an adulterer, adultery... than God is an iron.
It must be almost time, I'm getting romantic and obsessing on food.
Enough of this!... I will eat Lasagne tonight, I just won't eat as much - I will have on glass of wine with dinner, not two or three... and I will take my dog for a 12 mile walk before and after dinner (a small exaggeration, perhaps)
My prayer: God grant me the serenity to accept the portions I can enjoy, the courage to stay away "too much", and the wisdom to know the difference. Amen
(with apologies to Bill W. and friends)
Unhealthy Habits Out the Window
14 years ago
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