This post resonated with me. It is not about dieting but instead the mind – an all-important aspect of dieting. I hope you see the connection like I do.
‘We stopped checking for monsters under our beds when we realised they were inside us.’
-Sam Steven
Confession time: I’ve been on a bit of a downward spiral as of late. Ever since my last post I’ve been struggling to find the urge to even turn my laptop on each day, let alone write something worth reading. In fact I could probably count the amount of times I’ve actually written anything on one hand, and the most I ever managed to produce in one sitting was about two hundred and fifty words. That, my dear reader, is hardly the way to go about finishing one of the multitudes of manuscripts currently sitting half-finished on my hard drive.
So why this complete lack of willpower to create? Why after coming so far with my craft of the past year and a half have I suddenly taken such a momentous step backward…
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My daughter had gained weight after a failed relationship. She was unhappy. Tried the Shred video and a treadmill but hated it. Hated eating diet food. So, I suggested she return to running ( played varsity soccer in college). She started with a fast walk and moved up to a very slow jog. Now up to 4 miles but still a slow jog. Has lost all the weight. Eats what she wants. Runs every other day to keep from getting shin splints (which ended her soccer career). Hates running but it works. And the skinny jeans she is wearing–well, that makes it worth the effort.
I remember when you walked everyday. Your writing at the time seemed happier than usual.
You are very insightful, Joanne. This very morning I bought running shoes. I’ll probably be writing about this uncharacteristic move in more detail in an upcoming post.
A leisure stroll through the park is a powerful anti-depressant.
All the best.