Exhaustion overtook me last night. I couldn’t even read a few sites I like to check before bed.
I walked before work. Yipee! I also walked at noon at work. Two times around our building, equals ten minutes. Double Yipee! The heat and steam drenched me in sweat. I deserve a cookie and Jenn and I decided I could have one if I want, so, nah. I had fresh cherries, instead.
I am trying to relax about food. I am trying not to hide what I eat or hide while I’m eating. If I want something, I am trying to take my time with it and enjoy it, instead of feeling guilty, which then causes me to eat more, and more real fast, so now I didn’t taste any of it, and I’m stuffed, so I starve myself until I want something again, then I pig out on it but never really taste or enjoy any of it and so on and so on.
I have always been good at listening to my body when it comes to illnesses. I knew immediately when I was pregnant (I know that’s not officially an illness, sheesh.) I amazed my doctor by showing up to have my shingles cured so early that she could hardly see the leasions. I never go to the doctor unless it’s for something really different. I never go to the doctor for colds or flus, etc. My point being, if I can do this, then I should be able to get back to listening to my body’s appetite sensor.
I love food. Instead of punishing myself by not allowing certain foods I will always say I can have whatever I want whenever I want it. Then, I don’t have to gorge on the food in secret. I can enjoy it. Eat it slower and feel better all of the way around.
6 comments:
Ness...you are simply fantastic. I mean wow, on substituting that cookie for the cherries (although I don't think a cookie is such a huge indulgence). And all those walks.
I have to tell you, you are an inspiration. And every time I feel like copping out on my daily walk, I think of you.
So I get into those trackies and push on...knowing that somewhere across the world, you are doing the same thing.
It makes me feel less alone.
Hi Jenn: Thinking about you. Are you just getting ready to go out somewhere exciting?
No. Not really. Not until September. Then maybe.
What's in September?
Might be going to England to see my sister. But just might. As usual, a hundred different things raise their ugly heads in the meantime.
That would be nice. I know what you mean up things turning up. I don't like to plan things too far in advance sometimes, thinking that way I won't jinx myself. Then, other times, I over plan. Jeez.
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