Even though my days are pretty monotonous, they all seem new to me. I think I thrive on hampster-wheeltype activity.

My day varies very little. I've fallen trap to a routine that encourages slothful thinking, weight-loss in particular. I am looking for the element that makes it seem okay to nosh when I know it is not the right thing to do.

It is so easy to unwind at my computer all evening (and, of course, to nosh) instead of finding an interesting hobby to lead me in a new direction. I need to take action.

I think I have the wintertime blues. That's not a good thing for someone who has to fight the urge to eat to feel soothed.

God has so much more for me; that truth seems to be forgotten too many times in my scurry for a quick fix. Right now I'm walking toward the light but am not close enough to feel its warmth yet.

I am thankful for God's unchanging way: "I am the way..."

Another blizzard! Being snowed in doesn't help meet the goal of eating less.

That's all I did yesterday was pick at food. There was alot of activity going on all day and night; it felt like a party. (I guess that's my excuse.) It's a good thing it's not a three-day weekend!

I'm back in the rhythm of things--eating less/smaller portions and staying off sugar. I'm thankful for God's patience.

I am so thankful it is Friday. To say it's been a long week is an understatement.

Alot of family will be around most of the weekend, so it will be hard to stay focused on small portions and staying sugar-free. I will be "chief, cook, and bottle washer" which adds to the excitement of the challenge.

The hard thing is it goes back to commitment. How committed am I to a life-change that has only rewards as its outcome?

My husband presented me with a beautiful Valentine card this morning. I had forgotten it is Valentine's Day.

I know of quite a few people having birthdays today; it makes this day even more significant. It is always fun to celebrate; but to have a dual reason to do so, makes it even more pleasurable.

I didn't receive any chocolates, but that's probably a good thing. It is a reminder of my walk toward healthy living.

My night ended on a good note yesterday. I hope that is just the beginning.

I wanted to eat more, and I was going to. I kept procrastinating the urge, though, and before long, I was more tired than hungry so went to bed. This morning I felt victorious over last night's food calls.

I thank God for showing me the importance of putting the flesh on hold and allowing Him to work.

I always look forward to breakfast--2 eggs, hash brown patty, and several cups of coffee with real cream and Splenda.

My goal is to end my day on the same high-note my day begins. What happens in between becomes clouded and careless. I know I can call on God at all times; (and He knows I don't always do that).

I look at the examples God has given in Scripture for me to grasp what a Mighty God He is, and I am ashamed how easily I am swayed to go the way of the flesh.