Two Roads

This picture reminded me of the poem by Robert Frost.  Each day on our weight loss journey, we have the decision to make :  Which road will I take?  You could take the road that may be easier to travel.  On this road you will see lots of fast food restaurants, lots of donut shops and many coffee shops with that extra large whipped cream filled latte.  Along this way, you will see many bright lights and parties and for some of you, maybe even a lot of alcoholic drinks.  You see several people sitting at outdoor restaurants eating pizza and luscious hamburgers and fries.  Most of them have red cheeks and look like they are several pounds overweight.  This looks like a fun journey to take.  Now, the second, road on the other hand, is longer and there are definately not as many bright lights and attractions.  There are a lot of roadside vegetable stands.  There are a lot of fields with grains waving in the sunlight.  There are fountains of fresh water found frequently along the way.  There are lots of fruit trees in well kept orchards.  Now you see several people waving to you from their porches as you pass by.   You pass several more along the road, some walking and some running.  They all look so happy and healthy and I haven't seen one person with excess weight on their bodies.  

At first glance, the first road is easily chosen by a lot of us.  But, before long I find that I am not as happy as I thought I would be.  I don't feel well and it is a chore just to tie my shoes.   My clothes don't fit well and I develop Diabetes, high blood pressure and my eyesight is starting to dim.  Could it be the result of the choices I have made?  Have I taken the wrong road?  But wait, there is a detour that takes me over to the other road.  Just what I have been looking for!  The road here is a longer one.  In fact, it seems to extend my journey.  Each day, as I walk on this road, I can feel myself getting stronger.  I notice that that excess weight is starting to come off.  I have more energy.  My diseases are getting better.   How could I have missed this road all of these years?  I am so thankful that I found this road before I traveled too far on the other road.  I changed the road I am traveling on and that has made all the difference!

The Road Not Taken

BY ROBERT FROST

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Choose your road carefully!