I don’t think my mom’s reasoning for
teaching us this scripture is exactly the reason I keep reciting it in my head.
But, either way I’m thankful for it. In my college years I had a dear friend
who always said “my body is a playground” J
I feel like I continually have to adjust and improve my attitude towards
myself. If I can think of my body as a temple and treat it accordingly I will
have greater success in my pursuit of health and weight loss. I laughed when I
saw Hope’s shirt for her 5k last week. Great minds think alike. I have been
reminding myself often that my body is a temple.
My mom also taught us a poem as
children. I’m not sure where she found it, but when I searched for it I found
that it has been quoted several times in the general conference for The Church
of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (the Mormon church). Our dear prophet
Thomas S. Monson has shared it more than once during conference. Which means to
me it is scripture. I love this poem and have been reciting it in my mind
often. I say it as I’m running on the treadmill, or as I am trying to find
something in my closet to wear that helps me feel good about myself, or while I’m
finding something healthy yet delicious to eat for lunch. It has become my
mantra. J
“Stick to your task ’til it sticks to you;
Beginners are many,
but enders are few.
Honor, power, place and praise
Will
always come to the one who stays.
“Stick to your task ’til it sticks to you;
Bend at it, sweat at
it, smile at it, too;
For out of the bend and the sweat and the smile
Will
come life’s victories
after a while.”
—Author Unknown
My
favorite part is “bend at it, sweat at it, smile at it, too”. That is exactly
how I feel. It’s what I say to myself over and over. I’m still learning and
growing and struggling. This week I made lots of good choices and some bad too.
I
am exactly the same weight as last week. Which means I’m 26.5 pounds down since
January.
If
I’m being totally honest, I am a little discouraged, it’s true. But, I am also
happy that I have lost and that I’m not giving up. I have a million blessings
to be thankful for and I had another beautifully blessed week with my little
family. I am trusting that my good choices will pay off and that my body will
respond. I am reminding myself that my value is not measured in pounds. I am
chanting in my head, “booty bling, booty bling” and I am reminding myself to “bend
at it, sweat at it, smile at it too” because my body is a temple. I am
realizing that smiling at it is just as important and sweating it.
My daughter Gracie and I on 4th of July, 26.5 pounds down |
P.S.
I’m going to weigh in on Saturdays for a few weeks. Summer is busy.
1 comment:
Love this post and love that poem. Your outlook is awesome! You can DO this!!
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