Monday, September 15, 2008

Psalm of the Blub-Blub Sisterhood

A few may have noticed the button on my sidebar - the link to Our BlubHer Overhaul. A few of us gals have gotten together to do a bloggy support group for weight loss. We vary in what we want to lose, but we are united in our support and acceptance of each other, so much so that we have nicknamed ourselves "The Blub-Blub Sisterhood."

This morning I walked through the cafeteria of the hospital I was helping for the day. I knew that I wanted protein and that was about it. On the way, I had to pass all the homemade goodies of their wonderful cook: peach cobbler, butterscotch-caramel brownies, three kinds of scones, muffins, coffee cake, and cookies. I felt as if I was walking through the valley of the shadow of junk food. And then this idea hit me: a psalm for the sisterhood, based on Psalm 23:

The Lord is my personal trainer; I shall not wallow in sloth.
He maketh me jog through green pastures;
He leadeth me beside the spring water counter.
He restoreth my body.
He leadeth me in the path of fitness for my health's sake.

Yea, though I power-walk through the valley of the shadow of soda and cookies,
I will fear no weakness; for thou art with me.
Thy vegetables and protein bars; they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me of healthy food choices
in the presence of mine fast-food enemies;
Thou annointest my head with monounsaturated oil;
My cup of green tea runneth over.

Surely health and skinny jeans shall follow me
all the days of my life;
and I will dwell in the house of self-confidence forever.

(Amen)

7 comments:

Monnik said...

*snort*

you crack me up. especially the annointing my head with monounsaturated oil. bwahaha!

Tiffany said...

ROFL!! SNORT!

SUV Mama said...

LOL. Mine fast-food enemies, surely.

Debbielou said...

Fantastic ! x

writtenwyrdd said...

Hah! Keep selling it to yourself. Surely you health and skinny jeans shall follow indeed!

JaneyV said...

HA! A woman after my own heart. I have a nice round 28lbs that doesn't want to leave me. Perhaps I'll learn your prayer!

Penelope said...

Too funny,

Karen