I haven’t worked out in several days because the yoga class and run on Saturday kicked my proverbial behind. My abs hurt so bad on Monday I could barely roll out of bed. Emphasis on the word roll because sitting up was impossible. I’m feeling better today so I am looking forward to a good workout tomorrow.

I am out of my “funk”. I still feel it around the edges, but I feel like the old me who thinks I can conquer the world is back. Or at least fake it till I make it. I am working on a plan to deal with my latest issues and the feeling of control planning gives me is soothing my discomfort.

Which is better then food soothing my discomfort.

Guess what my friend figured out for me today? In the never ending puzzle that is me, she put together that I not only overeat due to emotional pain but physical pain as well. Which sounds like “duh Kym…you didn’t know that? You eat for any reason!” But I really didn’t know that. I was remarking to her how I ate all day yesterday and I didn’t know why. I dind’t feel like anything was emotionally wrong with me… yet I was exhibiting my old behavior of eating without presence. Anyway… she put together that the pain from my workout was causing me discomfort and I was probably simply eating to distract myself from that pain. Eureka! Perhaps this revelation will keep me from eating next time….

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