Why me? Why do I have this body? What is the lesson? How come human beings have been on the fucking moon but haven’t yet invented an easy way of keeping slim?
Why can’t I just let go of this need to live consciously? Why not just stop worrying about it? Stop looking in the mirror? Buy the bigger size? Accept myself as I am? If this is the one thing I cannot conquer, is that really so bad?
Why can’t I just not eat crap food? Not eat unless I am hungry? Walk everywhere? Start running? Cycling? Embrace a healthier lifestyle? Exhibit some discipline and self-control?
And what if I get to the top of this exhausting hill? Do I have to spend the rest of my life clinging to the edge, hoping I don’t fall down again?
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I am right here with you. I have made, what for me is, a dramatic lifestyle change. I am counting calories daily to make sure I don’t overeat or worse, eat bad things. I reward myself if my calories are down enough to splurge and have a cookie or a milkshake occationally. If you know what you are eating you make better choices. I use Livestrong.com and it has a tracker on there that is making this a lot more bareable.
If you reach the top of the mountain and want to stay there, I think it is just being consistent. I joined a real gym with classes and now I can go get motivation from someone other than myself. I find I am not as hungry as I think I would be. And I haven’t had a french fry or piece of bacon in 2 weeks.
As much as I hate trying to lose weight, I don’t think it is a bad thing. If you consider the alternative, you could give up trying and eat what you want and ultimately be excessively obese and unhealty. That isn’t any way to live.
Hehehe, it’s so WRONG that women have to live this TORTURE isn’t it?
I’ll never forget being in India where all the rich guys show off their bellies because it means wealth, whilst all the fishermen pulling in the boats were buff as you like. Me and OH stood there watching, giggling and thinking, in the West you gotta have the rich man’s wallet and the fisherman’s six pack.
I have just been reading a book called “Freedom From Food”. It’s a quantum physics approach to getting your perfect figure. It’s interesting. I’ll let you know if it works!
Hey, I recognise those voices! Have you been rattling around inside my head again?
With love, I reckon, we find our shaky equilibrium and don’t have to cling or climb. But it takes a ton of love, sometimes brutally honest love, and a good dash of mindfulness. I believe you have both in spades, so I have no doubt you are already in the process of finding your balance. Sometimes, that’s when the voices get louder.
Welcome to MY head!!
I saw this and had to share it: http://news.discovery.com/animals/rats-junk-food.html
Yeah. Them. Stupid voices. Talking crap.
oh man, i hear ya. i wish i had something more profound to add :)
To add to the chorus, you’re not the only one that hears these voices. Does it help, knowing you’re not the only one that struggles? It usually helps me.