POST 6: HOLES 🕳️ OR LADDERS 目

Today started on a very technical note.

The note is called “bleh.”  You know that feeling when you wake up and your spirit has not yet joined your body? That was me this morning.

First problem: bad sleep.

Second problem: guilt.

Last night, in a moment of temporary madness, I ate dinner past my scheduled diet time (5pm). Not a terrible crime in the grand scheme of humanity… but in the Kingdom of Dieting, it is practically treason.

So I woke up already feeling like I had violated the constitution of my own diet plan.

Then came the third problem.

My AirPods were missing. Gone. Vanished. Disappeared like a government budget after approval.

At that point my morning mood was doing press-ups in the basement of happiness.

Now normally, this is the exact moment where my emotions try to drag me toward a very dangerous place.

A hole.

Not just any hole.

A deep emotional hole that works like a transportation hub.

First stop: Sadness Station.

From there you board the Regret Roller Coaster.

Then you transfer to the Binge Eating Express.

And before you know it, you’re on a non-stop flight back to Square One, eating nonsense and asking yourself how life went so wrong.

But this morning something different happened.

I looked at the hole. 🕳️ ....the hole of sadness, depression, bad decisions and terrible mistakes... 

And instead of jumping in like an Olympic diver on a quest of no return, I paused. I prayed.

“God please take control of my emotions before I make any foolish decision today.”

Then I did something radical.

I stepped away from the hole… and looked for a ladder. The ladder to greatness.

Now let me be honest, climbing the ladder did not start gloriously.

I dragged myself to the gym like a reluctant toddler who hates to shower.....kicking and screaming.

The first few minutes of the workout were not inspiring.

My body was like: “Madam please… let's leave this place.”

But something interesting happened. As I took every step on the treadmill, little by little, the fog lifted.

Energy started returning. My mood improved. My confidence came back.

By the end of the workout I was punching the air like a boxer about to enter the ring, ready to deliver a knockout punch to life and its endless challenges.

And just like that…I felt a lot better.

Today reminded me of something important:

Life will always present holes.

But we still get to choose whether we jump in… or climb up.

So going forward, I intend to keep focusing on climbing ladders instead of falling into holes.

And whenever I feel myself drifting toward the edge, I pray I will remember to pause, breathe, and call on God before taking a bad step toward decline.

Because this journey is not easy. But the mission remains the same:

Lose Weight… or Die Trying. 💪

Have a lovely day comrades!