I have safely returned from the other side of the world and am no worse for the wear. The whole trip was a test for endurance for me as each day I was confronted with the specter of having to walk continuously to get from point A to point B. I had worked up to three miles a day before I left but I far exceeded that on more than one occasion. More than the exercise adjustment was the adjustment to my eating. Everything is healthier there in Israel and quite fresh I might add. There are many memories that I will cherish -- sunrise over the Sea of Galilee, a dramatic overview of the Valley of Megiddo, and visiting an empty tomb. All of these sights and then some, distracted me from the fact that I worked harder in those seven days than I believe I have worked in my whole life. I don't intend to stop anytime soon.
The results of my test are as follows. On the flight to Israel, I noted that I fit in my seat and couldn't buckle the seat belt. On the way home, I could both fit in my seat and buckle my seat belt. A small moral victory in a string of moral victories I intend to undertake. As you can tell by the time, my body is still readjusting to the time change but I will continue this journey. Tomorrow, I go weigh. Could be scary? I don't know. I'll let you know tomorrow.
Remember October 30 is just around the corner.
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