Soul Searching
Been doing a bunch of soul searching lately. Trying to figure out why I let myself get to 360 pounds - what caused me to eat even when not hungry? I'm sure it has to do with my childhood - I remember being so hungry that I regularly ate dried pasta uncooked because that's all I could sneak out of the house. I thought I was soooo fat back then, but looking back, I wasn't - I was just freakishly strong. It'll take a lot more soul searching, and maybe some therapy but at least I'm more aware.
Same thing with working out. Since Phil moved to Florida in August - I haven't worked out much at all. It's just not the same. I've tried to get back at it - but I'll find a million a one excuses - I'm really good at that. I hired a new trainer after Phil left - he is a decent trainer, but young, He's cancelled on me often - and while I get upset, since he's doing me a favor by getting there at 7 a.m. and hour before the place opens so I don't have to work out in front of people - I can't really get that angry. But I haven't worked out with him since before Christmas. He went to Florida, then I went to Florida, then I took Adam back to school, and then I had COVid. But we were supposed to start back on Tuesday - and at 5:30 Tuesday morning - he cancelled. I cried. Legit cried. Tears are welling now just thinking about it.
I reached out to my Macros coach - I didn't want to eat the tears away. She said something so profound....
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