From September to January I hadn't lost any additional weight. Even worse, I had piled back on 10 to 12 pounds. If I was going to give up my beloved soda, it had better be for a good reason. And to not lose any additional weight was not a good reason.
Yes, I was excited that I had lost some. But I was still 340 pounds. Unless you are 9' 6", that is NOT a healthy weight. There was still work to be done. Cutting soda out had got the Journey going, but now it was going to need an additional kick in the pants.
So, if you'll notice in the previous post, my weight chart for January had some notations...
It's a little hard to make out in the picture (and I just realized that when viewed in the blog, Blogger crops the picture. Click on picture for full view), but on the 26th I did 30 minutes on the treadmill. It was a Wednesday, and I was preaching that night for our Wednesday night service. I already had my message together and I ran home to get something to eat.
We have a treadmill sitting in the garage that I see every time I go in or out of the house. We've had if for several years... When we first got it, I used it pretty consistently for about a month. And then I had a huge transition in my life. The church could no longer afford to pay me full time as an associate pastor and I had to go back to driving school bus. My schedule was now very different, getting up at 4am each morning. I was driving school bus 8 hours a day, and still putting 4 or 5 hours a day at the church.
So the treadmill fell into disuse. Until that Wednesday. On the way to the house from the church I decided I was going to do 30 minutes on the treadmill. This wasn't like when I quit soda where I thought about it for almost a month before I went for it. This was very spontaneous.
The next night after work, I did another 30 minutes. My plan was to do at least 30 minutes each day. But then Friday my schedule got knocked out of whack and it didn't happen. But I knew that if the Journey was going to be anymore than just a dream, I was going to have start getting regular, consistent exercise. And as I've said before, a goal without a plan is just a dream. It was time to get a plan in place...