It’s been a great many things lately but not about many great things. I have been sleep walking through my life for a few months now. I am tired. I am starting not to feel well. My eating habits, the good ones, have left for vacation and are currently late in returning to work. The bad ones, well let’s just say they are wreaking havoc with my permission. I am a firm believer that until I give in I have not given up. I refuse. I merely parked my ass on the curb over the Summer and have been like a spoiled child spazing out over an imaginary insult. Well, today I sent those nasty never do well bad habits on their way BAGS PACKED. I have thrown out (or eaten) the last of all those “magical” foods that make me feel “whole”. LIES! all lies I tell myself because I am feeling vulnerable or stressed. Junk Food is not my friend. Craptastic food has never made me feel better about anything. Usually it just makes me feel worse. Kind of like when you go to a party dressed to kill but… it isn’t Halloween so everyone looks at you like your that goofy kid who somehow always manages to get singled out and picked on. ALL tricks no treats.
How about for once I move forward without taking two steps back? Novel idea for me.
I have the tools. I just need to go back to using them. I belong to a gym. I enjoy going there. It is my time to be by myself. Think about my day, exhale. Let go of the stress. Go TEAM ME! Tomorrow morning I will pull up on my big girl panties. I will hold my head high. I will walk back into that meeting and own my destiny. I am not defeated. I was only distracted.