Sugar is bad for you!
I found a new physical therapist to help me stay on track in the healing process of planters fasciitis and she had more to say to me than just "Don't run." She asked me questions about myself and then asked, "Are you stressed and worried a lot?" (laugh here) "Of course I am!" Apparently stress is a HUGE factor in the inflammation of tendons. So, doctors orders #1: No more stress. Then she asked me about my diet. . . honestly, I was good until the day after my wedding. When I was no longer worried about fitting into that dress the worries about food kind of flew out the door. So, doctors orders #2: No more sugar and lighten up on the carbs. Number 3 came in the form of specific exercises to strengthen my back which will help my feet in the long run.
NOTE: If you have a favorite stress-reducer that doesn't include ice cream, please pass it my way!
Last Saturday Chris and I ventured into the city for the second time. The subway is called the Bay Area Rapid Transit—or "BART" for short. We took the BART into the city (about a 45 min. trip) and went to the Ferry Building, which held the biggest Farmer's Market I have ever seen. The samples we tasted were amazing—a pear tasted more like honey, the dark chocolate was so yummy, and the dark roasted coffee was just what Chris needed to keep going. Restaurants also set up booths selling their specialties for the lunch rush. It is not hard to find the best ones—they always have the longest lines! So, after waiting for about 30 minutes, we dug into our Mexican dishes.
(During our first trip to the city we walked along Market Street which is where all huge department stores are--including H&M. Then we went to the Fisherman's Warf which I really enjoyed--full of cute shops, a great view of Alcatraz, and a entertaining scene of seals playing near the shore.) And then we took a stroll through a few different neighborhoods dreaming of what it would be like to live there.)
P.S. I really enjoy this city! (which is a huge answer to prayer for this little farm-town girl)
During the past week, I have been meditating on Psalm 121:
"I lift up my eyes to the mountains,
from where shall my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip,
He who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, he who keeps Israel will
neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is your keeper,
he will be your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will protect you from all evil;
he will keep your soul.
The Lord will guard your going out and your
coming in from this day forth and forever."
This has been very encouraging to me at this point in this journey. The Lord is my keeper, he will keep my soul (nothing else is as important), he will protect me, he will guard me, my help comes from him . . . There are so many great promises in this passage--I have to cling to them. Each day I realize more and more that I am not in control (and neither is my husband). But the LORD is!
Oh, how we need to remember that the LORD is in control of all our lives!
(that's probably the greatest stress-reducer yet!)