Back on track!
Well, I guess I can’t quit, what with my user name and all LOL! I fell into a tub of depression and have been in a sugar/carb coma for a few days. Here’s my chance to practice my goal of being loving to myself and not beating myself up. My dad and my grandmother both passed away in the last 6 months and I was incredibly close to both of them. I thought I was okay but this was my first Christmas without them and it was tough…really tough. Old habits would have been to just give up-tell myself, "see? you are a loser and can’t do it-don’t even try". Well not this time! Yep I ate a whole container of cheese coated veggie lasagna Christmas night and have been in a funk for the last week-but so what-is that a reason to spend the next year continuing? NO! So, one last night of not writing stuff down, eating fast food and watching bad movies. Tomorrow morning hubby and I are going to weigh, measure and take pictures and move on! I’ve got work outs planned and meals planned and I’m excited about 2008. Best of all I start back up in karate January 15th! Woo Hoo! I know it’s going to be a good year!
January 1, 2008 at 9:14 am
The holidays often get people down but glad to see your feeling better. Sometimes we just have to move through what it is we’re feeling and come out on the other side refreshed and stronger.
January 2, 2008 at 6:43 am
Hey girl, ok so if anything, I can say I feel your pain. I don’t understand. I didn’t have the same situation. But I sure had similar situations. My depressions been flaring up. My mom died a year ago leaving me alone in the world. Best friend, confidant, and whatever else she was to me… top friend on myspace even!
As soon as I feel like I’m ok, I start to feel bad and want to cry. As I’m studying to be a personal trainer, I’m reading about how to motivate and change habits. When I was depressed before, I would go to Jewel (grocery store) and buy a pie. I’d then head to popeyes and get a tub of chicken. And I’d eat it all. 10 pieces of chicken and a whole pie. Now, I go to the gym and run or elliptical. Sometimes I lift. Which makes me feel better? The food makes me feel sad and full and bloated and fat. The workout gives me energy and a little soreness. But I have bettered myself. So girl, work it out! Or WORKOUT it out! Working out is not a chore. It’s a gift. Find something you love! Karate huh? Kick some punchingbag @$$!!!!
love ya never quit! AND NEVER be ashamed of who you are! NEVER EVER EVER!
January 3, 2008 at 12:03 am
Mr. Fab you have no idea how touched I am by what you wrote-thank you! If there is one good thing that has come from the sad things in my life, it’s that I find human connections that I would not have otherwise. Losing a parent is a shared pain with so many people. Yes specific situations are different but pain is pain. Your words and sharing are an emotional support that helps heal the heart
Thank you my friend!
January 4, 2008 at 11:01 am
Thats it…back in the saddle! sometimes you just want to say screw it….. well that dont get you to the finish of the goals you set! Cowboy/ Cowgirl up and ride!
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