I am moving in a month to a very warm place. The summers are known for
being hot and humid while the rest of the year is pretty much perfect.
Currently, I am relishing in the fact that in Michigan, I can hide in
some more comfy and bulky clothing. Since April, I have only lost
another two pounds.
My new home means a lot of lighter clothing and much more revealing in
the sense of skirts and sleeveless blouses. I'm just not ready yet! I
was working on feeling better in my body over the past month but as the
last two months have brought job changes, apartment researches, and
money woes, I have become more stressed out and turned to eating comfort
foods. The weather over the past week (mid-60's) isn't helping any. Add
into the fact that I have a lot A LOT of going out to do before I leave
and, well, I foresee lots of potential landslides.
For example, today I went out with one of my closest friends because we
both needed to relax. Relaxing meant movie (candy, soda) and then
grabbing some awesome bar food and beers. To say that I feel sick NOW is
an understatement but damn did it all taste good going down! I guess
that is how all bad things are; what feels good now may not feel so good
later.
The biggest learning curve is to stop doing the good stuff that
temporarily feels good and realize that it may be bad in the long run. I
spent the last few days eating lots of sugar (PMSing & stress,
great combo!) but I feel like I am just hurting myself. Each day that is
not full of water, vegetables, fruits, and protein, I know my body is
going to pay the price later. My body is currently bloated, thirsty, and
tired. I am also fighting a nasty little cold that is trying to kick
all my healthy cells out!
So my new resolution for the remainder of the month is to remember how I
feel when I treat myself well: healthy, strong, confident, happy, and
social. When I eat horribly (greasy food, doughnuts, candy, roasted
marshmallows) then I feel sloppy, heavy, and miserable.
Common sense, right?
Referring back to my post title, my June goal is to treat myself better. I put on my whiteboard the other day; "I am a fucking adult. This is ridiculous." which just means that I need to remind myself that I should be much more responsible for myself and take better care of myself. The older I get the more I realize just how important small actions are in the grand scheme of things. So for June....act like a fucking adult.
....and hold dance parties in my living room to "Call Me Maybe" like I just don't care....
Ah, that song! It gets stuck in my head and begs to karaoke-ed.
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