I find myself confronted with Stress, Exhaustion, Frustration, Anxiety. All old acquaintances, we've met before, we've battled before, and I have not always been the victor.
And alas, this past while I have indeed often been the loser. I have caught myself comfort eating in response to their arrival, eating the quick-easy-bad-choice option out of a false sense of urgency. In fact, I think I am jumping into some of these traps with my eyes open in some sort of self-defeating, 'damn you', misguided declaration of wilfulness.
But I stand here now certain that I am stronger and know better and will stop these behaviours:
- I know I will fight harder and stronger by fueling my body on nutritious food.
- I know that I will feel better about myself for staying in control of what goes into my body.
- I know perfectly well that a little extra preparation (in chopping / cooking time as well as packing snacks when venturing out) is invaluable in this war.
I will stay on track.
I will be strong.
I will lose the pounds that have crept on in recent weeks and hold onto this wonderful, vibrant, happy, energetic, fast, strong version of me. For I love her and want to keep her.
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