My Health Journey—Day 3 “Splat!”

I remember going to a Sunday picnic as a kid and signing up for the sack race. (For the uninitiated, that’s an outdoor game where you place both legs into a potato sack, grab on to the edges, and hop like crazy to the finish line.)

 Things started fine. I took the lead and was within striking distance of winning—until I got excited and threw my hands in the air like a football Referee after a touchdown. You can guess what happened: The sack dropped to my ankles, and I fell flat on my face.

“Splat!”

It was like déjà vu all over again way at my weigh-in this morning when the digital scale flashed 376.1 pounds. (It read 375.3 the day before.)

 Splat!”

 As the song sung back in the 1960s by The Shirelles says, “Mama said there'll be days like this. There'll be days like this mama said.”

 Oh, Mama.

 Six months ago, my little weight bump might sent me into a downward spiral, but thanks to my keen coach, Jennifer Barna Crouch, I was prepared. (Those encouraging videos she sent really helped.)

 By the way, Jennifer is one of the main reasons I signed up with OPTAVIA. First thing that caught my eye was her before-and-after photographs on Facebook. Dramatic. Then there were the testimonials she posted. Powerful. Finally, when we talked on the phone, she answered my questions clearly and simply. (What can I say: I’m a simple guy.)

 Tomorrow is Day 4 of my health journey. Can’t wait to find out what happens. (I’ll share it with you: The good, the bad, and the ugly.)

 Well, I’ve got chores to do before my lovey wife gets home from work. (I’m retired; she’s not.) Plus, it’s close to Christmas, and I want to get on Santa’s “Nice List.”

 Until next time, take care, and God bless.