Yesterday I was in church and my preacher told a parable about a duck that I thought was so relevant to my weight loss journey, and I wanted to share it with you ladies.
There was a duck who was flying south for the winter with a whole group of other ducks. On his flight, he looked down and saw a farm house. So, he stopped to get something to eat. He decided he would stay at the farm house and eat until the rest of the ducks migrated back home; and then he would fly back with them. So, the next year came around and the pack of ducks flew overhead. The farm-house duck was about ready to fly, but he decided he would just wait one more time. After all, he had all he needed here at the farm house. So, the next year came and the ducks flew overhead again, and the farm house duck almost flew but decided not today. Maybe next year. Finally, when the ducks came back, he looked up. He decided he was going to do it-he would fly again! But, he only got as high as the farm house roof before he plopped back down on the ground. He became so fat from the food that he couldn't fly.
My preacher said the moral of the story was: what freedom are you giving up because of your lifestyle?