I knew there would come a day when my streak would come to an end; I just didn’t want it to be today.
Near the beginning of the year, I started a calorie burning streak that has lasted over seven months.
One of the things I’ve been doing this year to improve my health is to make sure I’ve hit three goals each day. The goals involve the amount of standing I do per day as opposed to sitting, exercising at least 30 minutes each day and burning a certain number of calories each day.
Since January 9th I’ve not missed my calorie burning goal. Along the way the goal has increased several times, yet I have not missed reaching it every day for the last 231 days.
But that all came to an end tonight.
What an awful feeling …
… like your favourite TV show went off the air for the last time: no more Flintstones; no more Seinfeld.
… like a dear friend has moved away or passed away; you won’t see them any more.
… like years ago when we were traveling from Alberta to start work in Kingston, Ontario. About 3 days into our journey, our 5 year old son said, “I want to go home.” His big sister who was trying to comfort him said, “Michael, we don’t have a home.”
It’s gone and it’s not coming back!
I now have to go the next 232 days just to beat that streak.
It’s not that I hadn’t almost broken the streak earlier in the year.
There were times when I was doing jumping jacks in my bedroom 2 minutes before midnight to try to reach the goal before the clock reset.
Each time I was able to squeak in under the wire and reach the goal.
But this time I just wasn’t thinking. I had already accomplished my standing goal for the day and had completed my exercise.
Normally after I’ve exercised, I’m really close to reaching my calorie goal as well. But I made a mistake at the start of the week and hit the submit button on my watch before I adjusted the suggested weekly calorie goal.
As a result, I still had lots of calories to burn after I had exercised, which meant I needed to stay active a little while longer.
But I was tired that night and decided I would go to bed a little earlier … and forgot all about my calorie goal!
In the morning, you can’t imagine how disappointed I was.
… like the time when I was a kid and I lost my iguana outside, about an hour before we were to leave on a two-week vacation.
I was very sad leaving the house, knowing that my pet was on the loose, that he probably wouldn’t survive the outdoors, especially at night.
I’m happy to say that my iguana did survive those two weeks. He was so cold he hadn’t moved the entire second week!
Unfortunately, I’m not getting this streak back. All I can do is start again.
Here’s the thing: The downside about sin is that you feel so rotten when it happens, you may feel that you let others down, yourself down, and God down. You might even experience guilt that prevents you from moving on. But when you seek God’s forgiveness, the good thing is you start again. And starting again IS a good thing.
Question: How hard was it for you to get back after you broke a streak of some kind? Leave your comments below.