What is it that you really love?

So this weekend was Lawson's first ball tournament of the fall season. I love fall. I love baseball. We travel. We eat. We stay in hotels sometimes. We share these times with our friends, family and baseball family. But the only struggle through all of it is... the FOOD. Normally we eat more junk than you can shake a stick at. Ball park nachos are my favorite. Frito chili pie.. yes sir. Sunflowers seeds until your lips are parched. Fast food, mexican food, etc. So how on earth do I go do all of this without all of those things I think I  "love." How many times have you said or felt that you LOVE you some mexican food! You LOVE you some coca cola classic and peanuts at a ball game. I LOVE those nachos with extra cheese and peppers. But the truth is we don't LOVE these things we just want them and if we do then our priorities are in the wrong direction. We need to redirect. LOVE IS your #20 at 8 years old on the mound with all eyes on him to throw his very first pitch ever. His little knees trembling and you wishing you could run out there and help him. Love is when he throws a strike or makes an awesome play at first base. You see all too often we say we love something so we THINK we have to have it. Well I don't know about you. But I have to have that little man in my life and I know that he needs me in his. So I have decided that I am not going to be that Mom that sits in the bleachers pigging out on a bunch of crap I don't need and yelling "Good job son" with cheese on my fingers and probably half way down my shirt. How embarrassing. But most of all, how unhealthy is that for me and for him. Do I love the food that is shortening my years with him one day at a time? Do I love being an unhealthy example for him who already thinks he needs food more than he should? Or do I love HIM and do I want to be a positive role model for a healthy future for the both of us? Here's the deal.... all of these years I have had my priorities completely messed up. But, I woke up one day and decided that I can't have both. Maybe for a little while but not for long. I am a diabetic with asthma who at my biggest weighed 411 lbs. This crap is going to literally KILL me if i don't get it under control. That honesty right there is brutal but true. We have to decide what is more important and stop riding the fence. Be a positive role model for our children. Live a healthy life. In the 40 something days I have been dieting and exercising, I already feel a lot better than I used too. Usually after the game ends and all the food damage has been done, I walk to the car just hoping I make it. legs swollen and hurting. Not being able to wait until I could lay down somewhere. This weekend I ate fairly healthy, drank water, went to a gym there in Longview, and after the games were over in the almost 100 degree heat, I got up from those bleachers and bounced all over that park. Watched another game and then drove 30 miles to watch another game bringing us home at midnight last night. I was sleepy and maybe a little tired. But I didn't hurt. I didn't feel like I could quite possibly lay down there in that bed and die. I am loving the results and so would you. It is literally all about making up your mind. I believe in everyone. I believe that you can do anything you want to do if you want to do it badly enough. Push through the struggle. At first it isn't easy. It gets easier. Find what motivates you and become determined to reach for a goal. #JUSTDOIT