On Blueberry Bagels and Abraham

"Would Abraham have eaten this?"
"I don't know but if you don't, I will."

My daughter is getting married in a couple of months. In the interest of fitting into the size wedding dress of her choice she has decided to tone up and lose a few pounds. This, by the way, is the ONLY thing she is doing that is typically bride-y. She is the most organized, level headed, stress free, un-bridezilla I've ever met. At least long distance from this mother's perspective. Her friends may disagree, but I digress. Not that I've heard anything because I haven't!

To lose those pounds she has set a standard for herself of eating only the food Abraham would eat. This  is a mind set that easily eliminates processed foods and focuses on whole, healthy, fresh foods. Very sensible. I've been trying to adopt this attitude toward my own eating because helloo???? I have a dress to fit into for her wedding that is currently one size too small.

Will I do it? I have seven weeks. Stay tuned to find out. Riveting, I know. Of course, you may prefer to clean your toenails and I completely understand.

Anyway, this morning I was wondering if Abraham would have eaten a blueberry bagel with butter.

Let's follow my train of thought, shall we? Abraham was Jewish, right? Bagels are Kosher. How about butter? Not being Jewish myself, I'm not sure about that. But butter is a derivative of milk and Abraham was OK with milk. Cow's milk? Not sure about that either, but hey, milk is milk. Blueberries are something that for sure he would have eaten. If they could grow them there. Which I doubt, but he would have if he could have. We will conveniently ignore all the other crap ingredients in these particular bagels. So, yes. Yes, I think Abraham would have eaten a blueberry bagel with butter. In fact, I think he would have eaten both halves.

It was delicious.

Of course, that means I've blown most of my calorie requirements for the day and I'm not sure it was worth it in retrospect.

That dress is shaking it's finger at me right this minute.

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Pursuing the Dream

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Goals.

Dreams.

What's the difference? I've been thinking about that lately.

For example,

if I am sitting with my fork sunk into a piece of this

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while I'm talking about losing weight, then I do not have a goal of weight loss. 

I have a dream. 

Or if I say that I am going to hike the Inca Trail to see this

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while I'm sitting on the couch day in and day out, I do not have a goal to hike Machu Picchu. 

I have a dream. 

But if I'm doing a lot of this

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and this 

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Oops! Where did you come from???? You're cute but you don't really demonstrate the type of workout I'm looking for.  Looks like you need to a few more reps, dude. 

I mean this

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and some of this

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then I have goals. 

Goals to not only lose weight, but to hike the Inca Trail without having to be carried down in a body bag. 

Dreams and goals are both good, but let's understand that they are not the same thing. Dreams are thoughts and ideas. Dreams can inspire and motivate us, but to truly pursue them, to turn them into goals and make them reality, we need to put feet on them and take them beyond being merely wishes and turn them into decisions. Lay the groundwork, do the research, learn, take 

steps to actually make them happen. We need to take action, to do something, or we will wake up one morning realizing that we had lots of good intentions but no accomplishments. What's there to be proud of in that?