Now I'm explaining my climb back up. I'm currently back in the hospital. Sick. I'm tired of sick. So I'm done allowing myself to get sick. If I ate an orange every day for breakfast instead of Jack in the Box, I would have a heck of a lot more vitamin c. If I ate salads for dinner instead of TGI Fridays, I would have more fiber. Maybe, just maybe, with vitamin c and fiber, I could have fought off this bug without having to spend a week in the hospital. Maybe.
My first step in my climb is realizing that my poor diet choices has caused a poor response from my body to infection.
My second step is realizing that continuing the way I am will continue a slow deterioration of my body.
My third step is choosing the appropriate method for gaining health.
My fourth step is setting reasonable goals for diet and exercise.
My fifth step is realizing that this is a lifestyle change, not a diet. This is also a continual process. There is no peak of the mountain. I will never arrive at a point where I do not struggle with lazziness or a desire for unhealthy food. I will however grow stronger and resist with more force.
My climbing shoes are prayer. Constantly getting a foothold. Never ceasing.
My rope is Christ. Holding me up. Anchoring me to solid ground.
My power bar is the Word. Fueling me. Giving me strength for one more step.
I can do this. I will do this. I can do all things thru Christ who strengthens me.
Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body.
1 Corinthians 6:19-20
