Evidently I have great timing. Twice this week I’ve started a walk under cloud cover and ended up getting soak. Like Marianne Dashwood in Sense and Sensibility I begin with a blind optimism that I won’t get caught in the rain. Then I do.
I suppose like her the truth is I haven’t minded so much. After the heat of some very hot days a little cool and wet feels like refreshment.
And no, a handsome man did not come and rescue me, though my husband did attempt to on his way home from work. I was only a block from home by the time he caught up to me so he just grinned through his open window and followed me around the corner. I grinned back through dripping eyelashes.
I’m feeling more optimistic than I have since I decided I needed the accountability of a Weigh-In Wednesday. The scale has receded instead of continuing its rising. I’ve taken walks despite the rain, and with the exception of one day this weekend when I watched the Lord of the Rings marathon and enjoyed all the treats lining our family room counter, I’ve been mostly sensible about my food intake.
(I was very good on Monday to make up for Sunday’s indulgence! Light and healthy!)
My rainy walk last Thursday included some tiny hail pellets. Yes, I do live in Colorado. 94 degrees that morning, stifling heat, then the rain and ice. ICE.
Tuesday’s walk started with glorious reminders of the beauty of summer.
Soon the trickles started.
I made it half-way through my walk before the rain got heavy.
It grew in intensity for the mile and a half back home. Me walking, the cars splashing past.
By the time I rounded the last corner the water rushed down the street next to me.
I was soaked (picture coming on Friday).
But I have to say my attitude rocked. It doesn’t always, so I’m celebrating this fact and hoping it shows some sort of wonderful resilience forged in the fires of life. (More on that on Friday’s post, too.)
How are you doing this fine Wednesday? What successes are spurring you on in your journey of health? Where is it raining on your parade?
The rain will come. But even if it overcomes us there is One who is good who carries us to safety.
The One who cares sees every struggle of our heart and body. He is not callous to our pain. His heart is tender. He longs for us to call upon Him, to let Him take action. To be strong for us in our time of weakness, whether in our bodies or our hearts.
Hang onto your successes. Make good choices for health one at a time. Lean on the Creator when your energy and hope wanes.
Let’s do this thing!
Until next time,