It isn't that I'm giving up. Quite the opposite.
It is just that I've decided that I am bruised from beating myself up, and it is time to let those heal. I have some serious changes that I want to make, but I don't know where my body will go as I make some fundamental shifts. More than pounds to lose, I know that I need to reassess my relationship with food, my body, and myself. Perhaps this journey is too close, real, and intimate to launch into the blogsphere. But, I've read comments on several posts that have made me feel that something in this ride resonates with others. I think more than any diet regime, workout secret, or perfect meal plan, lots of people need peace. We need to be okay with ourselves. We need to seek growth without scorning where we are. That ain't easy. So, I'm going to run my race. Hebrews tells me to run with patience the race set before me, and that is the only race I can really run. Others run faster, farther, and go in their own direction. I can't compare, and I'm done competing. This is my race, you're welcome to join me as you run yours.
PS--I promise that I won't always be serious. Honestly, I can be funny. You should see me laugh at myself. I am a hoot.