Day 2 - I know God can restore me to sane eating.  I've been there a few times.  I think what always happens is that I get the fat off and then I get tired of the self-discipline.  I let up just a little bit at a time and we all know how that goes. 

I am fighting a battle in my mind with this.  Last night I kept thinking that I "needed" to eat.  I wasn't really hungry but I needed the fix.  I wanted comfort food.  I need to remember that God is my comfort.  If I put food in that place then food is my god.  That ain't good.

Yes, I know God can restore me to sanity, but I still need to fight the good fight in my mind.  There is always a battle going on there.  I think I did good yesterday.  I feel like I did.  Tonight I am going to a special meeting that might help. 

So here I am at day two and excited about what God will do for me.  I now recall how hard it was to avoid other things back when I was new on that journey into recovery.  He brought me through that and He will bring me through this.  I need to remember that when it starts working good, and when I have reached my goal of 175 it was God's victory - not mine.  I also need to remember that I will always be a food addict, and must always stay diligent and honestly work the program like my life depends on it.  After all, obesity does kill. 

Ok, I'm ready to face the day.  God is my comfort - not food.  Thanks God.