Every time I go home on furlough, which has been twice so far, the second thing I most look forward to is the food. There are so many things I miss. (A&W Cream Soda, Golden Grahams, Qdoba, etc) When I finally make it back, my heart’s (or rather stomach’s) wildest desires have come true. Instead of taking a step back and thinking about what I am doing, I tend to indulge. When you take into account a busy schedule and the lack of exercise equipment that I have in the US, it is a recipe for disaster.
They say that when freshman go off to university, they gain fifteen pounds. It’s the “Freshman Fifteen.” I really didn’t experience that, but I do believe in the “Furlough Fifteen.” I’ve gone through it twice now and it usually takes me about a year to recover. (i.e. lose the weight again) I won’t have another furlough for a while, but I’m really hoping that I have learned from my past mistakes. Maybe my wife can keep me accountable. (She loves all that good stuff too!) Maybe God will work a weight loss miracle. Whatever the case, here’s hoping that future furlough number three will not be like the former two.