"I've decided that perhaps I'm bulimic and just keep forgetting to purge."

-- Paula Poundstone

Thursday, March 11, 2010

I’m no hero

My friend is burying her father today.

That’s the thought that finally got me out of bed and on the treadmill this morning.

I had hit the snooze button from 4:55-5:20 a.m., thinking of every excuse in the world not to get up today.

And then I remembered: One of my closest friends since childhood is burying her dad today. He was 61.

Another friend from high school is waking up every morning to the fact that her 6-month-old daughter is battling cancer. That’s sweet baby Emmalee in the picture.

Though Emmalee’s mom and I were never extremely close in school, I’ve watched in amazement as she has faced this situation with a faith and strength that I’ve never personally known.

It’s thoughts like that that get me out of bed and on the treadmill in the morning.

Thoughts of true inspirations. Those who would give anything to have their biggest challenge be that they stayed up too late watching “American Idol” and really don’t want to get up and work out.

I’ve been called an inspiration because I’m sharing my weight loss battle publicly, but I try to keep it all in perspective.

I’ve felt your prayers, and I’ve heard your encouragement.

Today, please lift up in prayer those with far greater battles than mine.


  1. Misty Im so glad you are a blogger. I read your blog everyday. Thanks for sharing.

  2. I am praying.... Praying for sweet baby Emmalee, & others just like her. I'm praying for a cure for cancer, infertility, & many other ailments that affects my friend & friends of friends. For me, I pray for the will power to eat less, for the extreme pain in my lower back to be healed & for a hedge of protection arouned my house, friends & family. :)