My first post on my first blog should be something witty. Maybe something political. Maybe even something that exposes an injustice.
But it’s not to be.
My first post will be about my wife and the milestone she reached in her life today.
Today my wife is the lowest weight she has been as an adult. This might be a concern if she was the same weight as, say, one of the Olson Twins. But she isn’t.
We both have struggled with our weight all of our lives. The stuggles have been physical, emotional, and sad to say even marital.
My wife began, in earnest, trying to lose weight around January 2006. She had around 102 pounds to lose to be around her healthy weight. At the same time I was around 95 pounds overweight. She began the weightloss, not I.
Over the last 3-1/2 years she has had many ups and downs. She has learned to exercise. Eat. Cook. She has cried and even gave up once and re-gained 20 pounds. During this time I have seen her transformed before my eyes from a young, sometimes impulsive, woman into a wise and strong woman of faith. A Solid Rock.
She still has exactly 20 pounds to go. I wish I could say it will be easy for her, but I know it won’t. There will be more tears and physical pain. I know, though, that she is up for the challenge and will win.