Good evening. Its 7.40pm here and I am chilling. So tonight I had a great day at service. For breakfast I had a cup of greek yogurt that totaled at 90 calories. Then I had string cheese at 50 calories. I had some pita bread I would estimate to be 150 calories and then at 12noon I had a banana. Ok. So that's breakfast. I went to Costco and bought some good stuff and for lunch I had rotisserie chicken and hummus. Nutritionally speaking Hummus is glorified ewa agoyin. I will write a piece ewa aggoyin and humus: two sides of the same coin. Its true. But that's for another time. And dammm I have learnt to make my own hummus. No more wasting money on store bought hummus.
I went to the gym this morning but my back issues hindered me from enjoying my workout. I had to stop at 40 minutes on the elliptical and went for weights. Tommorrow morning I will go with my sister but will try out the stair climber. Hopefully I have a better result with that.
Today I got a bashing. A verbal bashing from my mother. Her complaints is about my grooming and clothes. I used to be a very fashionable person once upon a time but I jettisoned fashion when I gained all these weight. I just don't feel like dressing well and smelling nice anymore and I addressed these issue under the topic body dysmorphia. Well I guess the issue is that she hasn't seen that piece. So I will refer her to it. She really needs to read it. Cause my dysmorphia is from this weight that I cant seem to shake off. Dammm I am tired of this extra weight. I promised her that I will get my hair done tomorrow. She wants me to get a full perm and stop the natural hair movement. I will oblige her. I will perm it. But I want it short. Like super short. Anita baker kinda thingy. But then how will I wear my weave if I cut my hair. We will see. I am searching for the most phenomenal hair stylist I have ever known. Her name is Thelma Hendrix at salon eberechi on slauson. I haven't seen her in ages. I hope I get to see her.
Now to the crux of the matter. Obesity is a disease of imbalance. Obesity itself is not a disease. It is just a symptom. Just like pain. You see pain is the body's notification system. When we have pain our body is telling us that something is wrong. Something is wrong with our being. When we are obese, our body is telling us that we are out of balance. Just like a four legged table that is missing one leg. The missing leg creates an imbalance. If we put the missing leg back then balance is restored.
My mental, emotional and physical legs have been broken for a long time and now I am self aware and taking the necessary steps to heal it. All that night snacking and the inability to stop it affected my ego. My self integrity. My "i am". I often felt helpless to stop and it hindered all my weight loss efforts. I have had control for about 9 days now and I am gradually and slowly healing.
I will have a snack of some meat and watermelon. I am practicalizing my self love by booking an appointment with a massage therapist.
See you soon.
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