I am not skinny.Â There has never been a time in my life (except maybe when I was a toddler) that I would say I was skinny.Â Fit, maybe trim, definitely voluptuous are more the words that described my figure.Â The 1950â€™s would have been a great time for me to grow up.Â I got the 70â€™s and 80â€™s.
Stick figures, tiny waists, and flat chests were all the rage.Â I had none of these things.Â At 14 I started dieting.Â I remember distinctly keeping a chart of my weight loss on my closet door.Â I got down to 118 with that first diet.Â Iâ€™ve never been lower than that.
Being active wasnâ€™t my problem.Â I ran track, swam, dove, played basketball, volleyball, and baseball.Â In the summer, I was a lifeguard and swim instructor.Â I did a stint as a laborer at a local horse farm.Â Looking back at my pictures, Iâ€™m beginning to comprehend that my body wasnâ€™t as much of the problem as was my perception.
I woke up this morning with a new perception.Â I am healthy.Â I am happy.Â I am fit.Â I can see the muscles tightening up and lengthening.Â I see the skin becoming tight and healthy.Â I see me RUNNING with my boys all day.Â This is the first day of my new perception.
I read in my bible study that you have to be able to see something in order to believe it.Â This in not the physical seeing that we think of, but it is seeing with the spiritual eye.Â Things have to become so clarified in my heart, that I can see it in my mind.Â Thatâ€™s what happened today with my body.Â And that WILL make all the difference.